A/N: Here's my revised update. To anyone who's read this beforeÉwellÉ.it's different. Way different. Changing the entire ending around. Eh heh. ;
Disclaimer: I've looked through my closet, he wasn't there. I've looked in my dresser. Nope. Nobody. I've even looked in my trash can. No Inuyasha. So I think It's safe to say I don't own him.
Previously, on Punk Mikos and Demonic Preps: It was much later when they finally left the dojo, Kagome hitching a ride on Inuyasha's back and laughing hysterically.
In Sesshoumaru's room, Nika curled into her lover, Sesshoumaru enfolding her in his arms protectively, dropping a kiss on her ear.
Of Punk Mikos And Demonic Preps
Chapter Sixteen
Darkness This Way Cometh
Miroku stopped by Inuyasha's house the following day. Inuyasha let him in, and then they were both traumatized by an almost naked Sesshoumaru stepped out of his room with a bathrobe clad Nika beside him.
Inuyasha flopped down on his bed, the disgusted expression still on his face. He caught sight of Miroku with his hands over his eyes.
"What are you doing?" he asked, blinking.
"Oh, just trying to keep myself from gouging my eyes out," Miroku replied.
"What are you doing here, anyway?
Miroku pulled his hands away from his face. "Thought you might want to go hang at the mall. There's that new music store
"The mall? Again? Sweet merciful Zeus, next you'll be wearing pink shirts and wearing shoes.
"Well," Miroku mused, bringing one hand to his chin, "I do own a pink shirt
Inuyasha threw a horrified look at his friend and scooted further onto the bed.
"It was a joke!" Miroku cried. Inuyasha relaxed only minimally. Miroku rolled his eyes. "Are you going to get dressed, or are you going to go out in public in boxers?
Inuyasha glared and got up to rummage through his closet. He said something that sounded vaguely like ÔMmphg guwack ploo'.
"Excuse me?
Inuyasha poked his head back out of his closet with a shirt on his head. He tugged it off and looked at Miroku. "I said, I'm only going for the music and the Dippin' Dots.
Miroku shrugged. "Whatever.
Inuyasha pulled on the shirt that had previously resided on his head and a pair of jeans. He headed over to the door, but hit his toe on the corner of his bed. He yowled and pulled his foot up to his chest, cradling it, balancing on one foot.
Miroku collapsed in laughter, unable to say anything. Inuyasha leveled a glare at him and hopped into the bathroom, brushed his hair and hopped back into his room. Miroku was still laughing.
"Oh, shut up. Let's go.
Miroku drove them, and soon enough they were there, the parking fairy giving them a pretty good space. There were lots of people there and the movie theatres were packed. Inuyasha headed straight for the Dippin Dots stand and bought a large cup of mint chocolate ice cream. Miroku bought a much smaller cup of chocolate ice cream and the two found an empty table.
Inuyasha finished his ice cream quickly, sighing satisfactorily and sinking low into his chair.
Miroku snorted at his friend and scraped the last of the little ice cream balls into his mouth.
Then he saw her. She glided along like a goddess, drinking something out of a black can and laughing. She wore a black long sleeved mesh top with a large black Malice Mizer t-shirt over it, black baggy pants with yellow trim and big clunky transformers. Her hair was down for once, and a Mari's Rock bag hung from her hand.
Miroku noticed belatedly that Kagome walked with her, and nudged Inuyasha. The silver haired teen perked up and grinned, his fangs glinting.
Kagome walked with her friend, dressed to the nines in gothic Lolita clothing, complete with a dark blue dress, petticoat and shiny Mary Janes. She was nursing something from Starbucks and also held a bag from Mari's rock, as well as one from Richards.
Sango caught Miroku's eye and grinned. She sauntered up to him, set her drink and her bag down, pulled him into a standing position by his shirt collar and kissed him.
Kagome and Inuyasha blinked at their friends and at each other.
"Well, that's something you don't see every day," commented Kagome, sitting down. Inuyasha nodded.
Miroku and Sango unlocked lips and sat down. Kagome grinned. "Nice show." Sango stuck her tongue out.
Kagome kicked her lightly in the shin.
The girls walked around with the guys for a while, looking at music and video games. Kagome was interested to learn that Inuyasha was a fan of Jrock.
"Wouldn't have figured," she said with a grin.
Eventually, the girls dragged Miroku and Inuyasha into a clothing store and shoved them into dressing rooms with all manner of gothic and punk clothes.
"Um, Kagome, I don't know about thisÉ" came Inuyasha's uncertain voice from one of the fitting rooms.
"I'm inclined to agree with Yash here." Miroku also sounded hesitant.
"Just get out here!" Kagome laughed. Sango tried to stifle her laughing by biting her lip.
A door opened and Inuyasha stepped out, a dubious look on his face. Kagome immediately stopped laughing and started staring. "Oh, fuck.
Inuyasha raised an eyebrow with her and shifted his weight to one leg, his hand on his hip. Kagome immediately wished he hadn't.
He was wearing a tight red vest that hung to mid thigh, the zipper stopping just below his navel. It was high collared, and two pockets made their zippered way up the flat sides of his abdomen.
There was a nice slice of tan flesh visible between the vest and his tight black pants, which had bondage straps on the back.
A pair of arm warmers graced his forearms, black stretch fabric with red vinyl accents on his knuckles and elbow.
His normal Vans shoes looked slightly ridiculous with the rest of his outfit, but Kagome wasn't complaining.
"Oooh, fuck," she repeated herself. Inuyasha blinked at her, then turned to Sango. "This is a good reaction, right?
Sango giggled, an unnerving sight. "Yes. Very good thing." Her eyes raked over his body in an appreciative way.
"Hey, don't I get any ogling?" Miroku asked from the other dressing room. Sango turned, as well as Kagome, though it took some effort to tear her eyes from the hanyou.
Miroku was leaning on the doorjamb of the fitting room, his arms crossed over his chest.
Sango froze. "Oh fuck.
"That's my line," said Kagome, but she was looking rather stunned as well.
Miroku grinned lecherously. He wore a long sleeved mesh shirt with a large gothic cross vinyl emblazoned on his chest. His sleeveless black jacket hung past his knees. His pants, unlike Inuyasha's, weren't tight, but loose and hung low on his hips.
Kagome reached out and closed her friend's mouth with an audible Ôclick'.
Kagome looked back and forth between the two guys. "I seriously suggest you buy that stuff. Though, Yash, you'd have to get boots too.
Inuyasha looked down. "Yeah. This looks funky." He walked over to the full length mirror in the shop and eyed the clothing. "I dunno though. What do you think, Miroku?
Miroku joined him. "Hmm. Not exactly our style now, but hey. At least we'd give people a turn. Might even see people we know.
Inuyasha nodded. "That we would. The turning, I mean.
Kagome came up behind Inuyasha and placed her hands tentatively on his waist, locking eyes with him in the mirror. "I say get them and to hell what everyone else thinks.
Sango stood next to Miroku, admiring his reflection and licking her lips. Miroku's eyes widened and he said, "Well, that does it for me. I'm getting them. I still have my boots at home, so no worries there.
Inuyasha nodded absently. "Okay. I'll get them.
Kagome squealed. "Yes! Okay, what about accessories?" Inuyasha raised an eyebrow at her. "You know, collars, spikes, rings, that sort of stuff. I have some I can lend you, but the rings will not fit.
Inuyasha chuckled. "You don't have to worry. I've got stuff.
Kagome looked at him incredulously. "You do?
"Yeah.
"What?
"You'll see. Now go away, I need to change." Inuyasha went back to the dressing rooms with his friend and they changed back into normal clothes.
Sango and Kagome occupied themselves by holding up various shirts and pants to each other. Sango refused to wear a skirt and Kagome rolled her eyes as she chose a cream colored one with a black lace overlay. She bought it, feeling very happy.
The boys came back out, holding their soon-to-be purchases. Miroku and Sango went straight to the counter, but Inuyasha dragged Kagome to the boots.
"Help. It's been too long since I bought a decent pair of boots.
Kagome helped him pick out a couple pairs. "These are the best," she said pointing to a pair that came to mid calk with a strip of metal on the shin, "but they're expensive.
"That's no problem. I like those too. Go keep Miroku and Sango company while I buy this stuff." Kagome did as told and clomped over to the couple.
Inuyasha exited the store a moment later and they trooped happily off down the mall.
Kagome and Sango were getting increasingly hyper, and was thoroughly freaking the boys out. They were giggling. It was scary.
Miroku and Inuyasha had ducked into a bathroom and changed into their new clothes, making the girls happy, but were now re-thinking their decision as Sango and Kagome didn't seem to show any signs of calming down.
Inuyasha had wrapped his arm securely around Kagome's waist, more out of fear that she would bounce away than merely wanting to.
Miroku, his eyes comically wide, had an arm around Sango's shoulders. The aforementioned girl was bouncing on the balls of her feet as she walked. Bouncing.
"OOH!" said Kagome, stopping short. "I've had an idea!
"What?" asked Miroku curiously.
"Let us do your makeup!
"WHAT?!" The two boys had cried out in unison, identical expressions of horror on their faces.
"Let us do your makeup," said Kagome slowly, as if she were talking to children.
"Uh, no. One, we're in the mall. Two, just no!" Miroku shied away from Kagome and Sango.
"So? Who cares if we're in mall? Please?
"Yeah, pleeease?" Sango seconded, drawing out the Ôe'.
Miroku shook his head, then looked at Inuyasha. "Back me up here!
"Look, we are in a mall. I can't say anything more though, you know me, Miroku. I used to do my own, all the time.
Kagome's jaw dropped. "What?
"Yeah. I did.
"You, mister, are going to tell me exactly why you weren't popular in junior high.
"Sure. Well, not now.
"In the meantime, help?!" Inuyasha and Kagome looked over to Miroku. It was just his luck that not only had they been by a food court, but his girlfriend was also stronger than he was. Sango had shoved the dark haired man into a chair and was straddling his hips, pulling out all manner of makeup from her expansive pockets.
Kagome shot a covetous look at some of it and turned to Inuyasha, her eyes pleading.
"Oh, fine," he sighed. She grinned and kissed him lightly on the lips. "But I'm doing my own eyeliner. I don't want you poking out my eyes.
Kagome frowned and slapped his arm lightly. "My hand is steadier than that. Mostly.
"Oh so comforting." He grinned at her and sat down.
"Sango, can I have my powder?
Thirty minutes later, and much fussing on Miroku's part, Kagome and Sango were packing their makeup back in Sango's pockets. Inuyasha had insisted on doing his own eyeliner, but Kagome had pulled the lines out, one zigzag going down from the middle of his left eye, another zigzag coming from the outside corner of his eye to his hairline. The right eye had a curlicue from the outside corner.
His face was pale, almost white, and Kagome had opted for black lipstick.
He looked amazing, the black contrasting with his silver hair. Kagome stepped back to admire her work.
"Lookin good, hot stuff.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes and spotted Miroku. He chuckled. "Way to go, Miroku.
Miroku looked apprehensive as he reached for Sango's compact. He opened it cautiously and yelped when he saw his reflection.
Sango had used powder on his face, but it was nearer his own skin tone, unlike with Inuyasha. She'd lined his eyes heavily, and had even bullied him into wearing mascara. A tiny bit of grey shadow winged out slightly, and Sango had chosen a purple-y grey color for his lips.
Miroku stared wide eyed at his reflection. Sango grinned. "You look great.
"I look like a woman
"No you don't. though, if you want, I could do that.
"Er, no thanks.
"Look at it this way; you've made Sango happy. Isn't this worth it?" Kagome snuck in, a small grin playing at the edges of her mouth.
Sango blushed, and Miroku looked at her. "Definitely." Sango blushed harder.
A shriek was heard behind them. Kagome dropped her head into her hands and sighed. Inuyasha rolled his eyes heavenward. Miroku and Sango looked puzzled.
"What is it?" asked Sango
"You didn't recognize the shriek?
Sango and Miroku shook their heads. "Who-
Miroku was cut off by a very mad Kikyou as she stomped up to them. "What have you done to your face?!!" she asked, horrified.
"S'called makeup. You know, the colored stuff you put on your face." Kagome didn't want to deal with Kikyou again, and she was immediately on the defensive.
Kikyou glared at her, then went back to staring at Inuyasha. "And your clothes! What have they done to you?
Inuyasha sighed. "Nothing, Kikyou, that I haven't done before.
"I thought we had you past this!
"Guess not. Do me a big favor, Kikyou. Please leave.
Kagome snuck a look at Inuyasha and saw, through the heavy makeup, the hurt and anger in his eyes.
Kagome stepped forward. "Go.
Kikyou glared. Sango came to stand by Kagome, and Miroku's eye hardened as he took his place by his best friend. He'd be damned if she would hurt his friend ever again.
"Get your scrawny ass away from here," he said coldly. Kikyou looked at the line of friends and huffed. She curled her lip at them, spun on her heel and left.
Miroku turned to Inuyasha. "Yash-?
"I don't want to talk about it," the hanyou said, a tone of finality in his voice. Miroku nodded.
Kouga's deep voice reached their ears. With a long suffering expression, Kagome attached herself to Inuyasha's arm. His mouth flickered in a brief smile and he wrapped his arm around her waist, prompting her to do the same.
Miroku and Sango watched the two with smiles on their faces.
"And so I said-Inuyasha?
"You said Inuyasha?" Eve's voice was confused, and Kagome could just picture her face, the redhead blinking rapidly.
"No, I meanÉ.that's Inuyasha.
"Holy fluffy pink poodles with cheese! It is Inuyasha. Well, color me stunned.
Sango giggled, and Miroku seemed to forget he was wearing make up and snickered himself.
A tap on Inuyasha's shoulder had him turning around. Eve squealed. Inuyasha's ears flattened. Didn't she realize that hurt?
"Sweet Zeus, you look gorgeous!
Kagome mock growled, smiling. Nevertheless, her hold on Inuyasha's waist tightened.
Eve winked pronouncedly and grinned.
Kouga looked in shock. He hadn't moved, his eyes roaming over Inuyasha and Miroku, who had until now, in his eyes, been perfectly normal.
His mouth opened and shut a few times. Eve reached out and held her hand under his jaw. "Going for the goldfish effect?" He gave her a strange look. "Sorry, the koi effect?
Kouga shut his mouth. "Ha ha. Funny.
"I thought so.
Kouga turned back to Inuyasha and Miroku. "You-whaÉhowÉgah.
"Eloquent." Kouga glared at Miroku.
"Whatever." Kouga didn't say another word about it, seeming to accept the completely strange.
The group spent another hour wandering around, leaving the mall and grabbing some coffee.
Kouga and Eve took off, and Sango had to go home. Kagome had gotten up to get a couple waters for herself, Inuyasha and Miroku, and the aforementioned boys were deep in conversation about the different merits of anime and trying to ignore the occasional stare or two.
A sudden crash and pained yell brought them up short. Inuyasha went white.
"That sounded like Kagome.
The boys ran inside just in time to see Naraku holding a struggling Kagome, her arms behind her back.
No one in the shop seemed willing to help, not wanting to get mixed up in someone else's problem.
Naraku grinned evilly at them and disappeared, Kagome along with him.