CHAPTER 3: OH JEEZ
Natasha groaned. Why in the hell does her head hurt so much? It was like somebody just snuck up and BAM! Smacked her upside the head. She could tell there was light somewhere, for it was dim under her eyelids. She cracked one up slowly, careful as to make sure she didn't get hit full in the eye with light. What she saw was a curtain, like that in the nurse's office. She shifted on the bed and it made that sound where you rub leather together. She blinked down at the small pillow that had been under her head, then sat up, the leather sound sounding that she was awake. She rubbed her eyes of sleep, and tried to no avail to ignore her dulling headache. The curtain was thrown back, and one pair of brown eyes, and another pair of blue eyes looked at her concerned.
Iza was the first to run to her and catch her in a bear hug. "We were so worried! You just collapsed!"
"Iza...need...air..." Natasha wheezed out, trying hard to push Iza away. Mimi sat on the little leather bed next to her, and felt her forehead. Her blue eyes notched with confusion.
"You don't have a fever, and you don't look sickly. Tasha what happened?" Mimi scorned, crossing her arms like her mother would.
Natasha shrugged, "I don't—"
Ching ching ching!
Natasha groaned for the second time. Great, she knew that sound. It was the sound of chains banging together as somebody ran down the hall, holding up his pants cause they were too big for him. They just had to notify him...
The nurse's door flung open, and there stood Jinto, breath slightly panting, a good grip on his black baggy pants to keep them, silver eyes flicking over her in concern. The chains on his pants jiggled more as he walked over to her, the safety pins on his torn sweater clicking and he kneeled and took her hand.
"Natasha! Are you okay? They told me you just fainted in class for no reason and—"
"Jinto, don't go big brother on me, you're my little brother, I'm suppose to freak out about you," Natasha cut him off, waving at hand at his miffed face. He flattened his ears in annoyance, the priecings sending off faint tinkles as they shifted. He stood and crossed his arms, which was uncannily close to their father's favorite pose, pursing his lips as his eyebrow twitched. She couldn't help following the brow blot as it jumped.
He let off a faint growl, "so? I can't worry about you? You're my sister tash'! Besides, don't you take after mom's mi—"
She cut him a warning glance, and he swallowed his words. But he finished nonetheless, "so can't it be important?"
"I think I'd rather talk to Mom about stuff like that then you, you got Dad's skills." Natasha retorted, getting up on wobbly legs, Iza and Mimi ready to catch her. Jinto sighed and let his arms fall uselessly. She had a point. He didn't know spit about miko powers, even Natasha's meager powers out classed him.
"Iza? How much of class did I miss?" Natasha turned to her brown-eyed friend, eyes lingering over the blue streaks in her hair for a second. It was kind of a habit now, she never got rid of that blue.
"Too much. It's after lunch," Mimi answered, her glance to Jinto going unnoticed. Dog boy was oblivious.
Natasha sighed and turned to Jinto with pleading eyes, "Jinto dear brother, would you go get my books?"
A little eye twitch started, "what am I? Your servant?"
Natasha grinned, "no you're my brother, and you know I can kick the snot out of you."
Jinto sighed and grumbled under his breath, chains jiggling as he turned and left, closing the door a bit too hard. Natasha raised a brow, but ignored his attitude. He had more mood swings than a girl did. She heard Mimi let out a breath, and felt like slapping her friend. What could she possibly see in him?
"Man, for a sophomore, he sure is cute. I still feel kinda bad about his birth defect, but in truth, that just makes him even cuter. And he's never put down about his ears, and god those silver highlights!" Mimi squealed to herself, dreaming of the punk unknown hanyou.
This time, Natasha did smack her, upside her head, and Mimi glared at her, "what in god's name could you ever see in my lame brother?"
"He's not lame!" Mimi defended her crush, a blush spreading across her cheeks. Iza snorted, but didn't agree with Natasha either. The middle man.
"You just like bad boys, that's all," Natasha waved her off and headed for the door. "And girls?"
The following girls stopped in their tracks, and quirked brows. Natasha grinned, "eight o'clock, and bring your CDs."
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Now, they always said curiosity killed the cat, but one wolf was gonna prove them wrong. For he was going to die, but he didn't know it yet.
He-was-really-really-bored. He spent five days just running wherever, helping the pack hunt, and playing with his sister. All the stuff he was suppose to. But he just didn't get it. Every year she would leave, all three would leave, and he'd be happy as can be to have the rest of the year away from her nagging, shrill voice. But this year was different some how. Kome threw another rock, hearing the clunk as it made contact with the well's wood side. Here he was, sitting by the well, staring at it for no particular reason, and much to his dismay, moping. Why in the seven hells was he moping? He had no reason to mope, he had a pack to help take care of, yet he was sitting here moping. The question was, why?
He sighed as he laid back, the soft grass cushioning his tanned shoulders and armored back. He tucked the arm that was totally bandaged (people asked why he did that, but he never answered), under his head, and settled at staring at the stars. They were bright tonight, like little dewdrops shining in the pre dawn light. The moon was off to his left, a perfect crescent in its waning stages. He pursed his lips. Inuyasha would be turning human in a week or two, and Kome always made it habit since he found out to come and watch over the house, even though he was never needed. Kagome herself was a bad ass watchdog, but he liked to make sure himself. He sighed again as the cricket that had been chirping the past half-hour suddenly stopped and fled somewhere. This left him with quiet. And time to think.
He just couldn't figure it out, why was he lying here, by the Bone Eater's well no less, moping and sighing about? He sat up annoyed. It just didn't make sense at all. He had lots of reasons to be happy. His pack was healthy and strong, he scared off all the males who wanted his sister, and...well, he wasn't sure if he was happy about spotting Inuyasha and Kagome, but at least they were happy. He really needed to stop blushing. Anyways, and best of all, the wench wasn't here. She had gone to that 'twenty first century' or something, where her mother was from. She had jumped down the same well in front of him, and was gone till next summer. Oh joyous days. She wasn't here to annoy him, get into bickering fights with him, to jump him with the tight little body...uh, I mean plow him to the ground, pummel his cheek with her smooth...jeez man, her bruising fist. To glare at him heatedly with her warming honey eyes...
Grrrrr!!! Kome stood suddenly and paced a bit. What the hell is wrong with him? He didn't think those things! Especially about his mortal enemy! That girl had been a pest to him his whole life, he wasn't about to shake his mind of that now. Great, now he felt like hitting something. That pert little chin of hers would do just fine too. He could see it now, plant a good one on her proud face, watch her grow enraged and attack him, but he would see her coming and grab her fist before it landed, tugging her wrist so she slammed right into him. She'd lift her head to bit his head off if need be, but he would silence her with a smoldering—on everything that is holy, damn it!!
Kome growled at nothing but air, and his fist tensed in stress. What in Kami's name was WRONG with him?! You know what, he was going to settle this once and for all. He was going to prove there was nothing wrong with him, and he was going get bruises to prove it. On both sides.
Kome stalked up tot he well, and stared into its depth, smelling the damp earth that lay at the bottom. He frowned. How do they do it? Travel through time like they do, going from one era to another in mere seconds. Though he actually was never there to see them leave, Kagome had described it enough for him to understand the basics of hot it worked. Jump in, the bottom gives out to the time rift, you float through space and time for a bit before settling on the ground 500 years in the future. That didn't sound tough. And if Natasha could do it, he was going to. He really needed a good fight. She'd prove useful there.
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"Pass the chips"
Iza handed over the bag of tortillas to Natasha, who held a bowl of salsa in her hand for every one. Mimi was munching on a candy bar, pressing buttons on Natasha's portable CD player, trying to find the right song they could listen to. At the moment, the girls were camped out under the stars, the giant holy tree providing cover from the moonlit sky. They brought some electric lanterns, and lit a little circle around their sleeping bags. It was funny, ever since Natasha met her friends, it had become like tradition to have a sleep over at her house once a week, chatting, playing video games acting stupid on occasions.
Natasha scowled when Mimi went by a song she liked. "Mimi, just pop in Alicia keys, stop annoying me."
The said girl glared, but got the requested CD and put in it, letting it play on its own. All three liked the American singer, and had no problem just letting play to them. Mimi snuggled in her sleeping bag and chewed chocolate, and Natasha and Iza were trying to see who could pile more salsa on their chip. Natasha won, and shoved it in her mouth.
"So?" she said over chip and salsa, "what did you guys do this summer?"
Iza sighed, "I had to spend a whole month at my father's and with the perky miss perfect step mother. Can you say hell?"
Her friends gasped dramatically, and went to comfort her giggling. Natasha laid a hand on her heart and sighed, "fret not dear friend, for you are among those who love you, insanity and all."
Iza gave a dry laugh, "oh thanks I feel so much better."
"But hold on," Natasha held up her hands, and brought them to point at Mimi, "about earlier, what is up with you? Since when did you have this little crush on my brother?"
Mimi blushed a deep red and twisted the tie to her sleeping bag, "well...well I ...I don't know. I saw him this year, and I was like 'wow, when did he grow up?'. But you have to admit, his ears have always been cute."
Iza snorted and stuffed her mouth with chips, "hez no' tha' cue."
Mimi glared as Natasha sighed. Yes ladies and gentlemen, these were her friends. Iza, a cool headed blue streaked brunette with a mean lazy eye, smart, but slightly off her rocker. Mimi, a blonde highlighted blue eyed little good girl, with a bad girl side that she really showed when she got a few good gulps of vodka. They talked constantly sometimes, and others they were quiet and comfortable, hanging around each other and lounging on the couch watching movies. Iza had some weird obsession with Kosha, ever since he understood the difference between Iza's hug, and a real hug. She's going to break his ribs one-day. And now Mimi had a some strange crush on her younger brother. Oh how lovely. All this time she had been trying so hard to keep him away from her friends, and now she'll welcome him. This was not good.
"anyways," Mimi coughed and looked intently at Natasha, "about a certain someone..."
Natasha groaned and rested her head in her lap, "please don't..."
"That's right!" Iza chirped and sat closer, "about this 'no good arrogant jerk who finds pleasure in torturing you', how was he this summer?"
Natasha came back up and eyed her friends levelly, "your not gonna give up are you?"
They grinned in response. But Mimi waved her hand, "we've heard it all my lady, about his giant ego, his bad mouth, and his tendency to pick a fight with you. Which always ends bad for him right?"
Natasha couldn't help the smirk, "of course, that wimpy wolf couldn't best me even if he tried."
"Who are calling wimpy you skinny wench?"
Natasha froze as her friends' eyes traveled up, going wide when they came in contact with something. Or some one.
No...this wasn't happening. There was no chance in hell that god loved her that much. But, I'm afraid he did.
:::::::::::::::well, I just thought what the hell, this thing was distracting me so I thought I'd get it over with. And I have an announcement...cough...I MADE SKETCHS!!! I made sketches of Natasha, Jinto, kosha and Kome. Ill tell you when I can actually show them, since I have no scanner.
Well, it slate, so no SO's tonight. yawn cya!