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Chapter 7: Problems of the Past
Sango stared at her palm, a small medallion resting in it; she stared up at the laid-back senior high school student.
"So.what's this for?" Sango asked.
The girl took a drag on her cigarette and tapped the end on the edge of a chrome ashtray. She then flipped her hand in a gesture saying 'What-do-you- think?' "It's to reset little miss maid." The girls said, blowing smoke from the corner of her mouth.
Normally Sango didn't like to deal with the delinquents but then again, after all the expulsions she and Kagome had gone through, they would be considered delinquents as well, right?
Sango stared back down at the plain medallion in her hand. "But.I don't want to.reset her. Wouldn't that delete all her programming? Her personality? Her.Kagome-chan-ness?" Sango asked with feeling.
"Whatever. I was just sent by Fuyueki-sama. The boss's got connections with Higurashi-sama. Plus I got nothin' better to do." The girl leaned forward, dropping her cigarette. "But listen here, Sango-san, if you wanna get involved with the Houshi-sama, then you better keep your back straight, you got it?" she warned.
Sango was taken aback for a second. She had totally forgotten about the Houshi since the Kagome situation. "Wh-what are you talking about?" she stammered as she stood from her chair.
"The houshi-sama's bad news, girl, he's not the right.kind for you." She said as she sat back into her chair.
Sango stared at the girl. Her reputation as a messenger for the darkest gang in Tokyo was well known. Tsuyuki. That's all people knew her by and that's all she'd be called as. She had short black hair up to her cheeks and layered down her back and a heavy make-up covered face. She wasn't ugly except for that deep scar that ran along her jawbone.
"Thank you." Sango bowed slightly and walked out the door as well as she could, trying not to stumble.
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Miroku stared at his hands, one held a thick cigarette: weed. The other held a small package of white powder. He stared at his shaking hands and threw them down, then scrambled toward his phone next to his bed. He dialed the number he knew so well and when Kagome picked up he was more then happy to toss the drugs across the room and talk to her.
"Hello?" her soft voice answered on the other end.
"K-Kagome-sama, I.I need you to call S-Sango for me." He was shaking, possible symptoms of OD.
"Uh.alright.who is this?" she asked softly.
Miroku looked puzzled for a moment. "It's Miroku! Houshi-sama!" he heard someone whisper in the background.
"Uh.okay.I'll call her for you, Miroku houshi-sama." And with that she hung up.
Miroku stared at the phone for a second before replacing it on its hook. He looked over at the contents on the floor, then "The Drawer" which was now hanging out of his desk.
He picked it up, shifted through the almost overflowing contents until he found a key. The drawer below, dubbed "The Drawer 2" contained counterfeit coins and bills and a lone phone number.
"Fuyuki'll be glad to see me, I guess." He muttered as he pulled out the phone number and pocketed it before leaving staring at his phone for the call he so desirably wished to get.
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Sango arrived home to meet the tackle of her brother Kohaku.
"Sango, Kagome called and said for you to call some Houshi guy at this number. He held up his hand, which was scribbled over about a million times except for a scrunched up line of numbers at the bottom. Sango grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him into her room, copying the number onto paper before shooing him out of her room and closing and locking the door.
She then jumped over to her cell phone and dialed the number in her notebook. After one half of a ring the phone picked up.
"Hello? Houshi-sama?" Sango asked hopefully.
"Y-yeah.Sango." His voice sounded awful.
Sango held the phone tight. "What's the matter with you? Are you sick or something? You sound awful. Are you playing a game on me, because if you are I don't like it." She said quickly, almost shouting into the phone.
"Uh.S-Sango.can I meet you at.4th Avenue Café?" he asked.
Sango could tell his hands were shaking. She panicked. "Uh.okay? Now's okay?"
"Sure." He said.
"I'll see you in a few minutes, okay?" she got ready to hang up.
"And Sango?"
Sango paused. "Yes?"
"Please don't hate me after this." And he hung up.
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Sango walked quickly through the busy streets of Tokyo, knocking over a few young kids, old men who yelled for assistance, and mothers who were trying to strap in the children into strollers. She made it to the Café and barged in, passed the waitress who was about to ask how many she was with and slid into the seat right across the ducking Houshi.
"What is it?" she asked, pushing down his menu he had been concealing himself with and staring him full in the face.
He looked as awful as he sounded. His face was clawed at, his eyes looked glassy and out of it, he was shaking.
"Houshi-sama.you."
He grabbed Sango's hands. "I'm sorry Sango but.I can't date you anymore. I d-don't want to.h-hurt you." He looked down.
"Houshi-sama."
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"Okay, I'll plug in this here, and this here.then plug that under here.and- are you watching boy! This is how you implant her memory! If you're ever going to marry her you better know this stuff." Kagome's father yelled at Inuyasha as he watched her father pulled her shirt down.
"Yeah.I have to put it.there?" he asked, almost drooling.
"Yes, then over here. The most important parts are the wrists. Those are her main external ports that receive any data and filters it so she can't receive any viruses."
Inuyasha snapped at the last word. "Then if it wasn't a virus that wiped her memory.what was it?"
"Honestly I don't know."
"You're the mad rich scientist! You should know!" Inuyasha yelled. "If she ever loses her memory again she may not be able to get it back!"
"Calm yourself, boy." Mr. Higurashi said as he plugged in a silver wire to the back of Kagome's neck. "I back up her memories every week."
"Oh." Inuyasha stared at the ground. "But still."
"No need to get bent outta shape, kid. Hand me that bottle." He ordered, pointing to a chrome bottle with chicken scratch writing on a white piece of tape: a label Inuyasha guessed.
Inuyasha complied, shaking the bottle a bit before receiving an angry yell from Mr. Higurashi.
"That's her memory! Don't shake it!" he yelled and snatched the bottled from Inuyasha's hands, further shaking the bottles contents.
He inserted the needle end of the chrome bottle into the open silver port on Kagome's left wrist. He shook the bottle a bit, hit the end and then pulled the long needle-which had been buried all the way into her arm-out of her arm and threw it into a wastebasket next to a large card filled with beeping heart monitors and a computer showing jumbled numbers.
Mr. Higurashi stood, wiping his jacket and pushing the computer cart away toward the other side of the large laboratory. "Son-in-law! If you wanna marry her ask me first! I may not comply!" then he was gone, like he poofed away with magic.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes then averted his attention back to his girlfriend lying on the operation table.
"So.you'll remember everything, eh?" He muttered to himself as he pushed a few stray locks of hair away from her face. "A computer, huh? No wonder you're so perfect." He added sadly as he kissed her forehead and leaned his head against her arm.
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Kagome and Sango walked through the park, the trees covering them. Kagome closed her umbrella. She stared up at the sky, glossy curls framing her face. "I hope you asks me."
"Don't' worry." Sango stared at the ground, her friends beauty making her feel depressed. "He will."
"Sango-chan." Kagome draped her arm around her best friends shoulders, leaning her head on the taller girl's shoulder. "You'll find Mr. Right. Someday. I'll help you, I promise."
"I won't even let you try." Sango mumbled.
"And why not?" Kagome said, pulling away and looking offended.
"Because." Sango skipped ahead. "You'll find me a snob in your snobbish little town filled with snobs." She smiled at her fuming friend.
Sango stared down at her hands. Why'd I think of that now? My Mr. Right? She looked up at Miroku again.
"But why.Miroku.-san?" she felt it right to use his name more properly.
Miroku stared down at her hands once more. "You too.wonderful for me. I can't harm such a wonderful woman as you with my own habits and problems. I just.don't think I want to hurt you, Fuatari-san."
Oh no! He used.my last name! Sango thought, panicked. "Please, you can call me Sango." She said. I'm despite.
"It wouldn't be right."
Sango grabbed his hand. "Please, tell me what's the matter?!" she almost yelled. Damn this guy! I'd never do this for anyone other then Kagome or Inuyasha.so why does he make me feel.
"I." he paused as he saw her eyes in conflict. Right then he knew he had to tell her. "Fuatari-san.I'm a mess. I don't know how to say this but." he stopped again and pulled out something from his pocket, carefully putting up the menu and covering the items he had brandished.
Sango gasped. Cocaine, marijuana, cigarettes, weed, you name it, he had a sample of it. There was a phone number amongst the items. One Sango wished very much to know whose.
"I.had a bad family past. I was."
"You do drugs?" Sango asked as calmly as she could. "So that's why Tsuyuki- san told me to stay away from you."
"Please Sango." he pleaded.
"And why didn't you tell me about? Before you OD'd and came to break up with me for it! Why didn't you tell me earlier! I could've helped her instead of you almost killing yourself!" she stood now.
"Please be quiet Sango." He pleaded, ducking down more. He skillfully swiped the drugs into his pocket.
"And right when I thought you were my Mr. Right!" she yelled, pointing an accusing finger at him. "If I see you ever again, I'll rip your OD'd head off your shoulders and use it as a hood ornament!" she turned, knocking over her chair and storming out of the café.
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Sango cried silently into her pillow, wishing to call Kagome or Inuyasha or even her grandma! Anyone but her parents. They had told her he was bad news. After they had heard his name they told her to stay away from him. But Sango thought, since he was a Houshi he wouldn't be harmful, right? Well to hell with that suggestion!
Finally getting her courage and regaining her composure she dialed her best friends phone number. Kagome immediately picked up, her usually peppy voice saying, "Mushi Mushi?"
"Kagome-chan! Come over right now!" she almost sobbed into the phone, her best friends voice triggering something in her. After the two hung up and Kagome had agreed to come over, Sango rolled over on her bed and stared at the wall. Feeling around for something under her pillow she pulled out the "Need Help Becoming a Man!" card.
"I wish I really was a man.it's easier to live with, I bet."
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Chapter 8: Mr. Right Turned Left
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Chapter 7: Problems of the Past
Sango stared at her palm, a small medallion resting in it; she stared up at the laid-back senior high school student.
"So.what's this for?" Sango asked.
The girl took a drag on her cigarette and tapped the end on the edge of a chrome ashtray. She then flipped her hand in a gesture saying 'What-do-you- think?' "It's to reset little miss maid." The girls said, blowing smoke from the corner of her mouth.
Normally Sango didn't like to deal with the delinquents but then again, after all the expulsions she and Kagome had gone through, they would be considered delinquents as well, right?
Sango stared back down at the plain medallion in her hand. "But.I don't want to.reset her. Wouldn't that delete all her programming? Her personality? Her.Kagome-chan-ness?" Sango asked with feeling.
"Whatever. I was just sent by Fuyueki-sama. The boss's got connections with Higurashi-sama. Plus I got nothin' better to do." The girl leaned forward, dropping her cigarette. "But listen here, Sango-san, if you wanna get involved with the Houshi-sama, then you better keep your back straight, you got it?" she warned.
Sango was taken aback for a second. She had totally forgotten about the Houshi since the Kagome situation. "Wh-what are you talking about?" she stammered as she stood from her chair.
"The houshi-sama's bad news, girl, he's not the right.kind for you." She said as she sat back into her chair.
Sango stared at the girl. Her reputation as a messenger for the darkest gang in Tokyo was well known. Tsuyuki. That's all people knew her by and that's all she'd be called as. She had short black hair up to her cheeks and layered down her back and a heavy make-up covered face. She wasn't ugly except for that deep scar that ran along her jawbone.
"Thank you." Sango bowed slightly and walked out the door as well as she could, trying not to stumble.
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Miroku stared at his hands, one held a thick cigarette: weed. The other held a small package of white powder. He stared at his shaking hands and threw them down, then scrambled toward his phone next to his bed. He dialed the number he knew so well and when Kagome picked up he was more then happy to toss the drugs across the room and talk to her.
"Hello?" her soft voice answered on the other end.
"K-Kagome-sama, I.I need you to call S-Sango for me." He was shaking, possible symptoms of OD.
"Uh.alright.who is this?" she asked softly.
Miroku looked puzzled for a moment. "It's Miroku! Houshi-sama!" he heard someone whisper in the background.
"Uh.okay.I'll call her for you, Miroku houshi-sama." And with that she hung up.
Miroku stared at the phone for a second before replacing it on its hook. He looked over at the contents on the floor, then "The Drawer" which was now hanging out of his desk.
He picked it up, shifted through the almost overflowing contents until he found a key. The drawer below, dubbed "The Drawer 2" contained counterfeit coins and bills and a lone phone number.
"Fuyuki'll be glad to see me, I guess." He muttered as he pulled out the phone number and pocketed it before leaving staring at his phone for the call he so desirably wished to get.
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Sango arrived home to meet the tackle of her brother Kohaku.
"Sango, Kagome called and said for you to call some Houshi guy at this number. He held up his hand, which was scribbled over about a million times except for a scrunched up line of numbers at the bottom. Sango grabbed him by the wrist and dragged him into her room, copying the number onto paper before shooing him out of her room and closing and locking the door.
She then jumped over to her cell phone and dialed the number in her notebook. After one half of a ring the phone picked up.
"Hello? Houshi-sama?" Sango asked hopefully.
"Y-yeah.Sango." His voice sounded awful.
Sango held the phone tight. "What's the matter with you? Are you sick or something? You sound awful. Are you playing a game on me, because if you are I don't like it." She said quickly, almost shouting into the phone.
"Uh.S-Sango.can I meet you at.4th Avenue Café?" he asked.
Sango could tell his hands were shaking. She panicked. "Uh.okay? Now's okay?"
"Sure." He said.
"I'll see you in a few minutes, okay?" she got ready to hang up.
"And Sango?"
Sango paused. "Yes?"
"Please don't hate me after this." And he hung up.
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Sango walked quickly through the busy streets of Tokyo, knocking over a few young kids, old men who yelled for assistance, and mothers who were trying to strap in the children into strollers. She made it to the Café and barged in, passed the waitress who was about to ask how many she was with and slid into the seat right across the ducking Houshi.
"What is it?" she asked, pushing down his menu he had been concealing himself with and staring him full in the face.
He looked as awful as he sounded. His face was clawed at, his eyes looked glassy and out of it, he was shaking.
"Houshi-sama.you."
He grabbed Sango's hands. "I'm sorry Sango but.I can't date you anymore. I d-don't want to.h-hurt you." He looked down.
"Houshi-sama."
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"Okay, I'll plug in this here, and this here.then plug that under here.and- are you watching boy! This is how you implant her memory! If you're ever going to marry her you better know this stuff." Kagome's father yelled at Inuyasha as he watched her father pulled her shirt down.
"Yeah.I have to put it.there?" he asked, almost drooling.
"Yes, then over here. The most important parts are the wrists. Those are her main external ports that receive any data and filters it so she can't receive any viruses."
Inuyasha snapped at the last word. "Then if it wasn't a virus that wiped her memory.what was it?"
"Honestly I don't know."
"You're the mad rich scientist! You should know!" Inuyasha yelled. "If she ever loses her memory again she may not be able to get it back!"
"Calm yourself, boy." Mr. Higurashi said as he plugged in a silver wire to the back of Kagome's neck. "I back up her memories every week."
"Oh." Inuyasha stared at the ground. "But still."
"No need to get bent outta shape, kid. Hand me that bottle." He ordered, pointing to a chrome bottle with chicken scratch writing on a white piece of tape: a label Inuyasha guessed.
Inuyasha complied, shaking the bottle a bit before receiving an angry yell from Mr. Higurashi.
"That's her memory! Don't shake it!" he yelled and snatched the bottled from Inuyasha's hands, further shaking the bottles contents.
He inserted the needle end of the chrome bottle into the open silver port on Kagome's left wrist. He shook the bottle a bit, hit the end and then pulled the long needle-which had been buried all the way into her arm-out of her arm and threw it into a wastebasket next to a large card filled with beeping heart monitors and a computer showing jumbled numbers.
Mr. Higurashi stood, wiping his jacket and pushing the computer cart away toward the other side of the large laboratory. "Son-in-law! If you wanna marry her ask me first! I may not comply!" then he was gone, like he poofed away with magic.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes then averted his attention back to his girlfriend lying on the operation table.
"So.you'll remember everything, eh?" He muttered to himself as he pushed a few stray locks of hair away from her face. "A computer, huh? No wonder you're so perfect." He added sadly as he kissed her forehead and leaned his head against her arm.
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Kagome and Sango walked through the park, the trees covering them. Kagome closed her umbrella. She stared up at the sky, glossy curls framing her face. "I hope you asks me."
"Don't' worry." Sango stared at the ground, her friends beauty making her feel depressed. "He will."
"Sango-chan." Kagome draped her arm around her best friends shoulders, leaning her head on the taller girl's shoulder. "You'll find Mr. Right. Someday. I'll help you, I promise."
"I won't even let you try." Sango mumbled.
"And why not?" Kagome said, pulling away and looking offended.
"Because." Sango skipped ahead. "You'll find me a snob in your snobbish little town filled with snobs." She smiled at her fuming friend.
Sango stared down at her hands. Why'd I think of that now? My Mr. Right? She looked up at Miroku again.
"But why.Miroku.-san?" she felt it right to use his name more properly.
Miroku stared down at her hands once more. "You too.wonderful for me. I can't harm such a wonderful woman as you with my own habits and problems. I just.don't think I want to hurt you, Fuatari-san."
Oh no! He used.my last name! Sango thought, panicked. "Please, you can call me Sango." She said. I'm despite.
"It wouldn't be right."
Sango grabbed his hand. "Please, tell me what's the matter?!" she almost yelled. Damn this guy! I'd never do this for anyone other then Kagome or Inuyasha.so why does he make me feel.
"I." he paused as he saw her eyes in conflict. Right then he knew he had to tell her. "Fuatari-san.I'm a mess. I don't know how to say this but." he stopped again and pulled out something from his pocket, carefully putting up the menu and covering the items he had brandished.
Sango gasped. Cocaine, marijuana, cigarettes, weed, you name it, he had a sample of it. There was a phone number amongst the items. One Sango wished very much to know whose.
"I.had a bad family past. I was."
"You do drugs?" Sango asked as calmly as she could. "So that's why Tsuyuki- san told me to stay away from you."
"Please Sango." he pleaded.
"And why didn't you tell me about? Before you OD'd and came to break up with me for it! Why didn't you tell me earlier! I could've helped her instead of you almost killing yourself!" she stood now.
"Please be quiet Sango." He pleaded, ducking down more. He skillfully swiped the drugs into his pocket.
"And right when I thought you were my Mr. Right!" she yelled, pointing an accusing finger at him. "If I see you ever again, I'll rip your OD'd head off your shoulders and use it as a hood ornament!" she turned, knocking over her chair and storming out of the café.
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Sango cried silently into her pillow, wishing to call Kagome or Inuyasha or even her grandma! Anyone but her parents. They had told her he was bad news. After they had heard his name they told her to stay away from him. But Sango thought, since he was a Houshi he wouldn't be harmful, right? Well to hell with that suggestion!
Finally getting her courage and regaining her composure she dialed her best friends phone number. Kagome immediately picked up, her usually peppy voice saying, "Mushi Mushi?"
"Kagome-chan! Come over right now!" she almost sobbed into the phone, her best friends voice triggering something in her. After the two hung up and Kagome had agreed to come over, Sango rolled over on her bed and stared at the wall. Feeling around for something under her pillow she pulled out the "Need Help Becoming a Man!" card.
"I wish I really was a man.it's easier to live with, I bet."
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Anyway, on top of that my parents are getting a divorce, I have about 3 or 4 cavities, and I almost got suspended for punching some girls at school. My school, by the way, is targeted for numerous fire attacks. 2 which happened yesterday. Plus our town is filled with snow, with more to COME!! I can't wait!!
Anyway, remember REVIEWS MAKE MY MIND TINKER!! NO REVIEWS AND NO UPPDATES!!!
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Okay.so.yea.I'd appreciate comments other then "I can't wait for an update!!" or "Wow!" but if you don't like to review this words are all that I really wanna hear. That you love my story and that you wish for it to continue.
My dream is to have a successful story with over 1000+ reviews.I know.quit dreaming.but 100+ is good enough for me, okay? So please try and review for me, okay? Okay? OKAY???!!
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Chapter 8: Mr. Right Turned Left