A/N: Yes, the second chapter is coming out, and in less than a week!!! I'm
so nice!!! You know, it's hard for people to see my fic, when it gets
pushed back three pages ten minutes after you post it. Hopefully, this one
will stay on page one for a while. Oh, and I apologize. I met to tell you
that the dog was a Jack Russell Terrier, but I goofed. If you see any
little mistakes like that, please tell me, and I'll try to fix them.
Anyway, Keeko!!! Thanks for being my first (and only, so far) reviewer!!! You rule!!! I am forever in your debt! Thanks for the pointer, I will try to add more detail. I promise. And, thanks to your review, Bob won't go on a killing spree. Yayy!!!.
I was wondering if anyone could help me out with the formatting. I had stuff italicized, but when I posted it, it went away. And then my section separating thingies went poof as well. It is most frustrating. I would really appreciate it if someone could help me out with this.
And lastly, ..... I can't say it. (Lawyers prepare to attack). ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT!!! I don't own Inuyasha. There! You happy? (Bursts into tears.)
Now onward with the story!
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Inuyasha stared grumpily out his window. Stupid wench. Shoulda watched where she was going. It was all her fault!
"Keh." He should've taught her a lesson. Like... be good to those more... well. Be good to your elders! Yeah. He was bound to be older than her. Right? There was no way she had lived for over three centuries. (A/N: I don't know how accurate that is.) She was just a pathetic human. Below his notice. 'So why am I still thinking about her?' Oh, he knew the answer to that question all right. It's because she reminded him of her. There was no way it could be her, 'cause after all, Kikyo was far prettier and nicer.... Well, maybe not nicer, but prettier. 'Who am I trying to fool. The wench looks just like her.' There was no way she was a reincarnation. The gods wouldn't do something so foolish as to bring that woman back. Not likely.
He was distracted from his brooding when the door opened and Sango waltzed in. Well, not waltzed in, but her step was lighter than usual.
"Inuyasha!" she called, smiling broadly. "What a pleasure to see you home." His jaw dropped. Since when was she happy to see him? Sure, they were friends, but even he knew that he was a pain in the ass.
"What happened to you?" he asked rudely, glaring at her happiness. Why was she happy? She shouldn't be happy?
"No reason." She tried to hide a small smile, but he saw it and knew that she was lying. Stupid Sango. She should know better than to try and hide things from him. Instead of pressing the matter any further, he merely 'kehed' and returned to glaring out the window and thinking about the wench. Who was she? Why wouldn't she just leave him alone? What were the chances? How could he bump into a complete stranger twice in one day?
He remembered being shocked at the fact that she hadn't commented on his fangs or claws. Maybe she hadn't noticed them. Or maybe she thought they weren't real. He glowered at this thought. If he ever got his hands on her again, he would show her how real they were!
"What are you pouting about?" Sango's voice intruded into his reverie, and he growled, deep in his throat.
"I'm not pouting! I don't pout!"
"Sure Inuyasha. Whatever you say." Her voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Stupid wench." It was hard to believe that he was sharing his apartment with a human, even if it was Sango. He supposed he needed her, but that didn't help things. They had known each other nearly two centuries now, ever since that bastard Naraku cursed with that damn talon. Whoever heard of birds that could give eternal life? Well, Sango could have done without it. He remembered the day it happened as vividly as if it had been yesterday. The monk's death, Sango's heartbreak, and Naraku's damn curse.
She had loved that good for nothing monk, and when he had died she wanted nothing more than to join him. There was after all, nothing left on the planet for her to live for. Naraku had to interfere. Damn him.
He felt a slight prick, and looked down in shock to discover that he had balled his hands into fists, claws digging into his palm. Naraku did that to him. Made him lose control. He didn't like that somebody had that kind of power over him. But after what he had done to Sango...
Inuyasha had watched her try to throw herself off a cliff, only to come back up, unharmed. She had refused to eat, but would not starve to death. Refused to drink. She slit her wrists multiple times, but always the wounds immediately sealed, and she was left, alive and alone. It was Inuyasha who had finally given her a purpose. He needed her to help him destroy Naraku, though he hated to admit it. She could also help him fit into the human world, which was rapidly changing. With something to do, she stopped trying to kill herself and eventually the pain dulled. She had loved that monk so damn much! How could he go and die on her?
"Inuyasha, it's time to go." He sighed deeply, and got to his feet, grabbing his cap up and settling it firmly on his head before heading out the door.
...
"Miroku! I'm so glad you're here!" Kagome unlocked the door, and then yanked it open, throwing her arms around her best friend. She had been so scared when she'd heard his knock, and only after peering through the peephole did she unlock it.
"Kagome?" He dropped his bag and returned her hug, a bit confused. "Is everything all right?"
"No!" She let go of him reluctantly and allowed him into the room, quickly checking the hallway for any suspicious characters before swiftly shutting the door and throwing the dead bolt.
"What happened?" His serene brown eyes stared into hers, worry making them deeper, and darker. She opened her mouth to tell him everything then grimaced and sighed.
"I'll tell you in a few minutes. Let's get you situated first." She grabbed his bag and led him into her guest bedroom, noting the absence of any lewd comments. He was either very tired, or worried. She tried to laugh at herself, to tell her self that she was being ridiculous, but she was failing miserably.
Miroku merely glanced at the room before taking his bag from her and tossing it in the closet. He had stayed at her apartment many times before so he knew where everything was, which quickened the process of "getting him settled" considerably.
"Come on," he said, taking her hand and pulling her out of the room. "We can talk in the kitchen."
She sat stiffly in a chair as he threw a quick snack together for them, and smiled tightly when he set a plate down in front of her.
"Now. Tell me everything." She repeated her odd phone conversation to him, knowing that it sounded ridiculous, but she couldn't shake the fear. Miroku was frowning when she finished.
"Kagome, this sounds like a prank call. Could it be one of your coworkers playing a trick on you?"
"Maybe." She bit her lip, wringing her hands. "It just felt so real. You know that I don't get scared easily Miroku, but there was something about this guy... It all felt so real." He took her hand and looked into her eyes.
"Look, don't worry about it. I'll stay with you for a while, just until your nerves are settled. If the guy calls again, just hang up and call the police. Or better yet, give the phone to me." His eyes glittered darkly. "I'm sure that it was just a prank though, and he probably won't call again." She was silent for a minute longer before she smiled broadly, the color returning to her cheeks.
"Thanks Miroku. Really. You don't have to stay with me though. I know that it's kind of inconvenient for you."
"What and miss the chance to sleep in your bed?" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Not likely." With a mock glare, she got to her feet, feeling better all ready. Maybe it was just a prank call. She had seriously over reacted.
The sound of excited barking brought her attention to the door where she had locked Sambo. "Whoops." She whispered, grimacing as Miroku glared at her. Getting to her feet quickly she opened the door, releasing her hyperactive prisoner. The Jack Russell Terrier attacked her first, as she was the closest, jumping on her before launching himself at Miroku who caught him with a laugh.
"Sambo!!! I'm home. Did you miss me?" he glared at Kagome over his dog, reassuring him as he did so. "Don't worry. I'm never leaving you with that horrid woman ever again!"
"Sorry Miroku, but your dog has a terrible habit of chasing me down the street in the morning."
"That's because he hates being left alone!"
"Well, what do you expect me to do about it? Take him to work with me?"
"You didn't have to lock him up! And besides, you've been home for at least a few hours! You could have let him out a bit sooner!"
"Well, excuse me, but I was a bit distracted! Or maybe you've forgotten all ready? Shall I remind you?" They bickered a bit more, but apparently Sambo had forgiven her, so Miroku reluctantly did the same, after muttering darkly under his breath for a few minutes. His dog was his baby. She personally was more of a cat person. At that thought, she jumped up again, groaning silently as she rushed to her laundry room.
"Buyo, I'm so sorry!" she jerked the door open and picked up her cat swiftly, apologizing all the while. "I'm sorry, I'll never lock you up like that again! I promise."
"Ah HA!" Miroku stood behind her, arms crossed over his chest. "You irresponsible animal torturer!"
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A/N: I think that I'll leave it there for now. I know, a boring chapter, but it had to be done! I know that Inuyasha may have been a bit ooc, but well, my fic, (for a while,) my Inuyasha, so there! Please review!!! I'll love you forever if you do!
Anyway, Keeko!!! Thanks for being my first (and only, so far) reviewer!!! You rule!!! I am forever in your debt! Thanks for the pointer, I will try to add more detail. I promise. And, thanks to your review, Bob won't go on a killing spree. Yayy!!!.
I was wondering if anyone could help me out with the formatting. I had stuff italicized, but when I posted it, it went away. And then my section separating thingies went poof as well. It is most frustrating. I would really appreciate it if someone could help me out with this.
And lastly, ..... I can't say it. (Lawyers prepare to attack). ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT!!! I don't own Inuyasha. There! You happy? (Bursts into tears.)
Now onward with the story!
. . .
Inuyasha stared grumpily out his window. Stupid wench. Shoulda watched where she was going. It was all her fault!
"Keh." He should've taught her a lesson. Like... be good to those more... well. Be good to your elders! Yeah. He was bound to be older than her. Right? There was no way she had lived for over three centuries. (A/N: I don't know how accurate that is.) She was just a pathetic human. Below his notice. 'So why am I still thinking about her?' Oh, he knew the answer to that question all right. It's because she reminded him of her. There was no way it could be her, 'cause after all, Kikyo was far prettier and nicer.... Well, maybe not nicer, but prettier. 'Who am I trying to fool. The wench looks just like her.' There was no way she was a reincarnation. The gods wouldn't do something so foolish as to bring that woman back. Not likely.
He was distracted from his brooding when the door opened and Sango waltzed in. Well, not waltzed in, but her step was lighter than usual.
"Inuyasha!" she called, smiling broadly. "What a pleasure to see you home." His jaw dropped. Since when was she happy to see him? Sure, they were friends, but even he knew that he was a pain in the ass.
"What happened to you?" he asked rudely, glaring at her happiness. Why was she happy? She shouldn't be happy?
"No reason." She tried to hide a small smile, but he saw it and knew that she was lying. Stupid Sango. She should know better than to try and hide things from him. Instead of pressing the matter any further, he merely 'kehed' and returned to glaring out the window and thinking about the wench. Who was she? Why wouldn't she just leave him alone? What were the chances? How could he bump into a complete stranger twice in one day?
He remembered being shocked at the fact that she hadn't commented on his fangs or claws. Maybe she hadn't noticed them. Or maybe she thought they weren't real. He glowered at this thought. If he ever got his hands on her again, he would show her how real they were!
"What are you pouting about?" Sango's voice intruded into his reverie, and he growled, deep in his throat.
"I'm not pouting! I don't pout!"
"Sure Inuyasha. Whatever you say." Her voice dripped with sarcasm.
"Stupid wench." It was hard to believe that he was sharing his apartment with a human, even if it was Sango. He supposed he needed her, but that didn't help things. They had known each other nearly two centuries now, ever since that bastard Naraku cursed with that damn talon. Whoever heard of birds that could give eternal life? Well, Sango could have done without it. He remembered the day it happened as vividly as if it had been yesterday. The monk's death, Sango's heartbreak, and Naraku's damn curse.
She had loved that good for nothing monk, and when he had died she wanted nothing more than to join him. There was after all, nothing left on the planet for her to live for. Naraku had to interfere. Damn him.
He felt a slight prick, and looked down in shock to discover that he had balled his hands into fists, claws digging into his palm. Naraku did that to him. Made him lose control. He didn't like that somebody had that kind of power over him. But after what he had done to Sango...
Inuyasha had watched her try to throw herself off a cliff, only to come back up, unharmed. She had refused to eat, but would not starve to death. Refused to drink. She slit her wrists multiple times, but always the wounds immediately sealed, and she was left, alive and alone. It was Inuyasha who had finally given her a purpose. He needed her to help him destroy Naraku, though he hated to admit it. She could also help him fit into the human world, which was rapidly changing. With something to do, she stopped trying to kill herself and eventually the pain dulled. She had loved that monk so damn much! How could he go and die on her?
"Inuyasha, it's time to go." He sighed deeply, and got to his feet, grabbing his cap up and settling it firmly on his head before heading out the door.
...
"Miroku! I'm so glad you're here!" Kagome unlocked the door, and then yanked it open, throwing her arms around her best friend. She had been so scared when she'd heard his knock, and only after peering through the peephole did she unlock it.
"Kagome?" He dropped his bag and returned her hug, a bit confused. "Is everything all right?"
"No!" She let go of him reluctantly and allowed him into the room, quickly checking the hallway for any suspicious characters before swiftly shutting the door and throwing the dead bolt.
"What happened?" His serene brown eyes stared into hers, worry making them deeper, and darker. She opened her mouth to tell him everything then grimaced and sighed.
"I'll tell you in a few minutes. Let's get you situated first." She grabbed his bag and led him into her guest bedroom, noting the absence of any lewd comments. He was either very tired, or worried. She tried to laugh at herself, to tell her self that she was being ridiculous, but she was failing miserably.
Miroku merely glanced at the room before taking his bag from her and tossing it in the closet. He had stayed at her apartment many times before so he knew where everything was, which quickened the process of "getting him settled" considerably.
"Come on," he said, taking her hand and pulling her out of the room. "We can talk in the kitchen."
She sat stiffly in a chair as he threw a quick snack together for them, and smiled tightly when he set a plate down in front of her.
"Now. Tell me everything." She repeated her odd phone conversation to him, knowing that it sounded ridiculous, but she couldn't shake the fear. Miroku was frowning when she finished.
"Kagome, this sounds like a prank call. Could it be one of your coworkers playing a trick on you?"
"Maybe." She bit her lip, wringing her hands. "It just felt so real. You know that I don't get scared easily Miroku, but there was something about this guy... It all felt so real." He took her hand and looked into her eyes.
"Look, don't worry about it. I'll stay with you for a while, just until your nerves are settled. If the guy calls again, just hang up and call the police. Or better yet, give the phone to me." His eyes glittered darkly. "I'm sure that it was just a prank though, and he probably won't call again." She was silent for a minute longer before she smiled broadly, the color returning to her cheeks.
"Thanks Miroku. Really. You don't have to stay with me though. I know that it's kind of inconvenient for you."
"What and miss the chance to sleep in your bed?" he wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Not likely." With a mock glare, she got to her feet, feeling better all ready. Maybe it was just a prank call. She had seriously over reacted.
The sound of excited barking brought her attention to the door where she had locked Sambo. "Whoops." She whispered, grimacing as Miroku glared at her. Getting to her feet quickly she opened the door, releasing her hyperactive prisoner. The Jack Russell Terrier attacked her first, as she was the closest, jumping on her before launching himself at Miroku who caught him with a laugh.
"Sambo!!! I'm home. Did you miss me?" he glared at Kagome over his dog, reassuring him as he did so. "Don't worry. I'm never leaving you with that horrid woman ever again!"
"Sorry Miroku, but your dog has a terrible habit of chasing me down the street in the morning."
"That's because he hates being left alone!"
"Well, what do you expect me to do about it? Take him to work with me?"
"You didn't have to lock him up! And besides, you've been home for at least a few hours! You could have let him out a bit sooner!"
"Well, excuse me, but I was a bit distracted! Or maybe you've forgotten all ready? Shall I remind you?" They bickered a bit more, but apparently Sambo had forgiven her, so Miroku reluctantly did the same, after muttering darkly under his breath for a few minutes. His dog was his baby. She personally was more of a cat person. At that thought, she jumped up again, groaning silently as she rushed to her laundry room.
"Buyo, I'm so sorry!" she jerked the door open and picked up her cat swiftly, apologizing all the while. "I'm sorry, I'll never lock you up like that again! I promise."
"Ah HA!" Miroku stood behind her, arms crossed over his chest. "You irresponsible animal torturer!"
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A/N: I think that I'll leave it there for now. I know, a boring chapter, but it had to be done! I know that Inuyasha may have been a bit ooc, but well, my fic, (for a while,) my Inuyasha, so there! Please review!!! I'll love you forever if you do!