This chapter's not going to have much plot in it, mostly just Inuyasha and Kagome bonding time.
Ain't love grand?
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha (yet...)
Chapter #9
"Only nine more days left, only nine more days left..." Kagome sang as she jogged from her apartment to school, and then back again. "Only nine more days left, only nine more days left..."
"Ten, if you count today," a voice smugly reminded her. Inuyasha grinned from the wooden bench he occupied. Waving his notebook at her, he motioned her to sit down. "So how's the life of an athlete going?"
"Not completely horrible," Kagome answered truthfully. "I get to bug Sango with my constant ESPN watching, and jogging is a good excuse to accidentally-on-purpose run into cute guys. So I guess there're perks. What about you?"
"Chicks apparently dig artists," Inuyasha answered cheerfully. "Do you know how many numbers I can get at museums alone?" He frowned. "Except my brother has the insane idea that I'm gay."
"Oh I don't know," Kagome said lightly. "That may not be so insane."
Swatting the girl playfully, Inuyasha handed her his notebook.
"I've been ordered by Sango to give up all hopes of writing. She has this thing against my poetry." He snorted. "So much for creative license. Anyway, she made me practice my drawing instead. Whaddya think?"
He'd made caricatures of everyone.
There was Miroku feeling Sango up.
There was Sango beating Miroku up.
There was Kagome destroying sporting equipment.
There was Inuyasha pointing and laughing at Kagome.
"These," Kagome said in surprise, "are actually pretty good."
"Really?" Inuyasha asked proudly.
"Yeah." She frowned at the last picture. "Except this one."
"Heh." Inuyasha gave her a sheepish look. "Sorry 'bout that."
"Did you know that Miroku called me at five in the morning?" Kagome asked suddenly. "He made me go on a three mile walk. And then, an hour ago, he made me practice my tennis game at the community center. Do you have any clue what's going on?"
Inuyasha scratched his head. "Now that you mention it, Sango has been bugging me lately about going to the library, drawing, and studying stuff." He grinned. "They know something we don't."
They looked at each other, and agreed loudly, "Nahhh..."
Laughing, Inuyasha grinned. "He'll probably ask her to the prom. And then they'll get married. And then they'll have kids. And then you and I are going to be stuck babysitting until the end of time."
Kagome grinned slightly, but then bit her lip. "Do you know anything about the junior prom?"
"Yeah. It's next Friday."
Her eyes widened. "This Friday?"
"No," Inuyasha corrected, "next Friday. The Friday after this Friday. The day the bet ends."
Kagome smiled wryly.
A dance marking the end of our bet. Huh.
"Winner buys dinner," she announced.
He smirked. "It's the least I can do."
"Cocky, aren't we?"
"Is there any reason I shouldn't be?" He smiled. "Why do you want to know about the prom anyway?"
She blushed. "Someone asked me."
That caught him off guard.
"Who?"
Kagome shrugged. "I don't really know him. He said his name was Naraku."
That bastard asked Kagome out? Inuyasha thought. He couldn't make up his mind whether to be amused, or annoyed. What the heck does he want with her?
"My suggestion: don't go with him," Inuyasha announced.
"Thanks, I'll keep that in mind."
"No, really," Inuyasha's expression turned serious. "He and...a cheerleader are together most of the time. He's the popular, good looking, smart, ladies' man type."
"Which," Kagome said sarcastically, "is so not me."
"You're right, it isn't you," Inuyasha informed her. "You should go with someone you actually know and like."
Kagome opened her mouth to argue, and then snapped it shut.
Smiling sweetly, she nodded. "I know what you mean Inuyasha, and I know exactly who I want to take to the prom."
"Who?" he asked suspiciously.
"It's a surprise." She smiled.
"Really?" Deciding that he probably didn't want to know anyway, Inuyasha changed the subject. "Did you hear about the upcoming city parade?"
Kagome sighed. "Yeah, and I really wanted to go."
"Why not."
She rolled her eyes. "The bet."
Inuyasha beamed. "That's the beauty of it! There are games and prizes for a sports buff such as yourself, and there's enough art stands and craft shows to interest a charming artist like me."
"So we can both go?"
"Yep." Inuyasha sighed. "I'm such a genius."
"Riiight," she agreed without really agreeing. "So, see ya Saturday?"
"With Miroku and Sango?"
"Sounds good." Kagome stood up. "I gotta get going. Miroku and his basketball training."
"Me too." He winced. "Sango and her art exhibit."
Waving, he walked off, notebook tucked under his arm.
Kagome smiled after him.
But then she frowned.
Had she just accepted a date?
From Inuyasha?
Was that even a date?
Sango and Miroku were going.
"Friends with cheerleaders, a prom invite from a popular kid, dating jocks..." she rolled her eyes. "The world's gotta be ending."
Who's Kagome's mystery man?
If you guys promise to keep reading, I promise to keep writing.
Even if these chapters have been pretty short. Heh.
Until the next chapter!
Au revoir!
(That's Miroku speak for: bye!)