Hey you guys! An update! Sorry it's been awhile. Things are crazy (when aren't they?) but how about I sum up with frickin HARD classes this term at college, an evil amount of homework, too many guy problems (one stressing me, one annoying me, one scaring me, and one keeping me up till 4 AM…. Two hours of sleep ppl!!!!!!!!) I've become addicted to the finer drinks in life (red bul…). I'm going crazy trying to spend time with my friends and a couple are going through problems of there own they need me for, plus I just don't deal with stress well. But I'm going to update. Because this story got an incredible amount of 140 reviews! I'm in shock people! Thank you so much! Oh, and here are a few special shout outs:
Special Responses: iloveinu4ever I'm glad you liked it! Your review made me smile so big! Especially the word 'witty' for some reason I find that to be the highest praise! I hope this chapter meets your expectations. Bagira Dude! You should be writing the chapters, not me. From the length of your review, you'd probably make them longer I want to answer some of your comments too, because they're things I worry about all the time. Like Inuyasha being so calm. My only explanation for that is that in manga, situations like this happens, and the guys are cool about it. They're ALWAYS cool about it. It's like some kind of rule. Also, Kikyo has a reputation for being unnaturally responsible. It probably never occurred to him that anything bad could happen to her, no matter what situation she put herself in. Also, he's a teenage boy. Realizing the girl now living with you was checking you out, is enough to make ANY boy want to keep her around, even if only for mind games. It'll be interesting, trust me! Okay, my answering your review is getting frickin long too. I'll spare you everything else I could rant about. Thanks for the review! It was uber cool! Esko Pa I want that banner to hang in my room . . . and yes, I am kinda weird… though that's not where the name for the story came from. That'll come later. DarkenTears I blushed when I was writing it!!! I get into my stories too, and it makes me so happy that other ppl get as involved as I do. Your Worshipfulness lol! I live vicariously through my characters too . . . I wanna date Inuyasha . . . oh well, maybe someday we'll have lives OTHER people want to vicariously live through . . . Naiya-chan Look! Your name's in bright lights again! I liked you overreacting so I had to do it again! Thanks for the review! I'm so glad you like this! Modest Kitty Yeah, Kagome had only taken her shirt off cuz there was juice on it. Sorry if it was confusing!
TO EVERYONE that said they blushed when Inuyasha confronted Kagome about checking him out. I DID TOO!!!!!!!!! I was beet red while writing it . . . I guess that goes to show that I really get into my stories . . . that or I'm just plain weird. OKAY! Story time!
Kinda Weird
-Rogue Pryde
And last period is Math with Mr. Kendo. Kagome mentally recited her schedule for what had to be the twelfth time. It was mid afternoon and already she'd rummaged through her closets, learned her schedule, reviewed her textbooks, and scanned the novels on the bookshelf in the corner. With a sigh, she put the schedule back in Kikyo's school bag. What else could she do?
Part of her was getting frustrated. She had suggested the change in order to escape the monotony of her life, not experience it in a new environment. She wanted to walk down to the park she could see from her window and play basketball. Sure, she hadn't exactly played before, but it had always looked fun. She wouldn't mind going shopping either, if she'd had money to spend. She'd have to call Kikyo and tell her to send her some, so she could take advantage of the fact that she could wear whatever she wanted.
But she didn't dare leave her room. After failing miserably at fooling Inuyasha, Kagome was afraid of messing up in front of someone else. School people probably wouldn't matter as much, she could just say she'd had a change of heart over the break or something, but parents were harder to fool, weren't they? What she needed was an ally, but she doubted Inuyasha would volunteer himself.
Her cheeks reddened again as she remember his logic in agreeing to keep her secret. All because she had been checking him out . . . but that wasn't true! She was just . . . surprised. It wasn't like she saw guys topless all the time. Talk about arrogant! She was only flushed out of anger at his assumption . . . really.
Oh, but he was annoying! Part of her wanted to throttle him, but the other part was genuinely grateful that he'd agreed to keep her secret. He was just so stupid!
Kagome shook her head, clearing her thoughts. It wasn't like she knew many teenage boys, they were probably all that way, so his annoying her was probably a normal reaction and she'd get used to it in a few days.
In the meantime, she was bored. Really bored. And thinking about her new 'brother' wasn't the most interesting past time. Her eyes brightened and she sat up straight in her chair. Inuyasha was in his room, she'd heard him head there about an hour before. Maybe he would give her some advice on how to act? What not to do? At the very least, talking to him would be better than talking to herself like she had been.
Part of her groaned as soon as the thought entered her mind. He was probably going to bring up that lie about her being attracted to him. Awkward! It wasn't true. If he went all self-assured and arrogant on her, she'd put him in his place soon enough. It wasn't as if she had to pretend with him.
Kagome eased herself out of her chair and stepped out into the hall. Faintly, she heard the sounds of a familiar rock group, coming from his room. Unable to keep a smile from her face, she mouthed the words as she started down the hallway.
I'm not screaming
Just trying to be heard
She paused in front of his room. Part of her was still struggling with the awkwardness of seeing him again, and the other part was fed up with her embarrassment. Holding her breath, she raised her hand to knock.
And I'm not feeling
The wisdom in your words
But paused before her knuckles hit the wood. He hadn't knocked going into her room (she pointedly ignored the fact that he'd thought they were related at the time) so why should she show him the same courtesy?
I'm lashing out
You're freaking out
What's this fight about
She placed her hand on the doorknob and twisted it, pushing the door roughly so it nearly flew open. Inuyasha lay on his bed, head next to his stereo, and eyes closed. She waited for the last line of the chorus before speaking.
What are we fighting about
"Hey bro," She couldn't help but grin at the ease in which the words left her mouth. He peeked one eye open, not bothering to turn down the music.
"Don't you knock, sis?" He was growling, but in exaggerated annoyance rather than real irritation.
She sat down on the edge of his bed. "Nope!" She said cheerfully, crossing her arms in front of her. "You didn't knock for me."
Slowly, he reached over and turned down the volume. "You sound like a two year old." Suddenly he grinned, an expression Kagome was beginning to associate with trouble for her. "You just wanted to catch me without a shirt again."
"Oh dream on!" She scoffed, glaring to keep her face from flushing. "You didn't exactly have anything worth bragging about."
If her dismissal of his body bothered him, he didn't let it show. "So what are you here for?" He fluffed the pillow behind his bed with one arm in a lazy gesture.
"Well . . ." She stretched out the word. "I was bored. So I thought," She hurried on before he could object to being entertainment. "that maybe you would tell me a little about Kikyo, and how I should act. You know, so I don't totally screw up in front of you parents."
"What do I care if you screw up or not?" His posture radiated disinterest. "I only agreed not to tell, I didn't say anything about playing tutor."
"Oh come on!" Her patience with that boy was wearing thin. "What's it to you if I pull it off or not? You might as well help me; you don't have to be rude about it!" She couldn't help but huff the last part, but didn't really care if her self-righteousness bothered him.
"You're nothing like her." He muttered, and for a second Kagome thought he was going to end it at that. Just when she'd opened her mouth to object, he started to talk again. "She was nowhere near as annoying as you."
"Gee thanks." She muttered sarcastically. "That really hurts. Anything useful you can tell me?"
He shrugged. "Mom and Dad are both kind of spacey. Dad's always at work, and Mom always seems like she's playing house. Do your chores, talk nice to her, and you won't have any problems. Dad just wants friendly conversation at dinner and a goodnight kiss."
Kagome stared at him blankly for a second, surprised he had actually said something worthwhile. "Really?" She managed. "That's it?" It seemed too easy, especially after all her worrying.
He nodded. "They might get suspicious if you start cranking music and staying out all hours of the night, but even that would be possible if you were gradual about it."
She made a face. "I guess this means I can't borrow your Ruthless CD." She nodded towards his stereo. "I practically worship them. I think I'm gonna be suffering from withdrawal."
He gave her that irritating grin of his. "If you're a good girl I'll lend you my portable CD player and they won't know what you're listening to."
Still looking at his boom box, she asked, "And what do I have to do to be a good girl?" She moved her gaze to him. He opened his mouth to speak, but seeing the look in his eyes, she stopped him with a high pitched gasp. "You dork!" But she was laughing. Pulling his pillow out from behind his head, she smacked it against his side. "You are such a pervert!"
He laughed with her, defending himself with his arms as best he could. "No, I'm a teenage guy. There's a difference."
"I look just like you sister." She corrected. "So it's still sick."
He paused, leaving him open for another hit, "You got me there."
Grinning, she waved her pillow as a victory banner. "I win!" She let it fall to the floor. "So, do I get your CD player?"
He shook his head. "Nope."
She gaped at him. "You're cruel."
"I know."
If she hadn't dropped the pillow she would have smacked him again, just for being ornery. As it was, she stuck her tongue out at him. "I don't like you much."
"Good." He nodded amiably. "I don't like you much either. I like my girls' a little more obedient than you."
"You would." She muttered, sliding off his bed. "So what do I do now? There's absolutely nothing to do in Kikyo's room! I'm dying of boredom here!"
He raised an eyebrow. "The only problem I have with that, is that it would take to long to kill you."
"Ha ha." She made a face. "You're a real riot."
He met her eyes, purposefully. "I live to serve."
"Ew." Her nose scrunched up and she squinted her eyes. "Does everything have a double meaning with you?"
"No . . ." He let the word trail off, as if he didn't quite believe it himself. She snorted, and he sent a smirk her direction. "Okay yes, but only because you're asking for it. If you're really in danger of your life, you can hang here for a while. No strings attached, I promise. Just keep your mouth shut while I listen."
He turned the volume back up and closed his eyes. She started to voice her agreement, but changed her mind. Instead, she slid to the ground so she was leaning against the side of the bed near his head. It was on a different song, another one she knew by heart. Silently, she mouthed the words, reveling in the intense sound that vibrated through her body. Stereos hadn't been an option when all her neighbors were high class snobs who hated all rock. Before too long, she had closed her eyes too, and the two sat in silence, lost in the music.
Every time we lie awake
And hate the lives we try to fake
Every time that you can't sleep
I'll close my eyes, try not to think
You'll bring me down, but I'll pick you up
And I'll always be around
Because you're good enough
"Okay, OUT of my ROOM." Inuyasha shook her rudely awake. "I said you could listen, not take a nap, and you friggin drooled on my blanket!"
Wha? Kagome peeked one eye open, squinting as she flinched back from Inuyasha's glare. "What's your problem!" She demanded, jerking to her feet as fast as her tired limbs let her. "I didn't mean to fall asleep! And I don't drool!" She added as an afterthought.
He pointed. "Yes. You do." There was a wet spot by where her cheek had been resting.
"You can't prove it." She insisted, crossing her arms. Inside she was seething with embarrassment. How could she have done that! That was so gross!
He pressed his face closer towards hers, still pointing at the blanket. "I can rub your face in it. Will that give you a close enough look?"
"I should spit on you!" She retorted. "Then you can compare the two!" Grumbling, she turned to leave. "You're such a jerk!" She called over her shoulder, closing the door behind her.
"I love you too sis!" He yelled back, knowing she heard him because of the muttered curses that followed. He waited a few seconds, until he heard her door slam. Then he reached over the head of his bed and opened his window.
Miroku Houriki slid in across the window sill. "Hey buddy!" He grunted, pulling his feet through before his friend closed the window. "I thought your sister was a geek? Since when does she argue with you like that?" He cracked his back. "Those bushes were not comfortable at all."
Inuyasha snorted. "Since break. She denies it, but I think she met a guy. Some idiot probably told her to stick up for herself."
Miroku made a face. "That sucks." Then he brightened. "Hey, do you think-"
"No."
"But since she's more interesting, maybe I should-"
"No."
"But if I just-"
"No."
"What if I-"
"For the last time Miroku!" Inuyasha was shouting now. "My sister will not bear your child!" He fixed his fiercest glare on the now pouting Miroku.
"And I thought you were my friend."
Inuyasha groaned, letting his head sink to his hands. "You thought wrong, moron."
"Fine. Be that way. At least you're my partner in crime. Are you ready to decorate the school for tomorrow?" Miroku asked, finally remembering to keep his voice quiet. Inuyasha's parents didn't like him much, thinking he'd corrupt their perfect son.
"Yup!" Inuyasha grinned. "The stuff's behind the house. Grab it and stick it in your car, I'll tell my parents I'm going to the park to shoot hoops."
"Gotcha!" Miroku saluted. "Y'know, we should get extra credit points or something. I mean honestly, who shows more school spirit than us?"
"Miroku?" Inuyasha already had one hand on the doorknob.
"Yeah?" His hands were on the window.
"Shut up."
"Yeah."
THE END! Yay! I finished chapter three! I was going to switch back to Kikyo in this one, but then I decided, nah, I'll save that for later. I just wanted to end it here. Anyways, I hope y'all are still liking this story!!! In case you're wondering, Miroku rapped on the window and that's how Inuyasha knew he was there. He's kind of Inuyasha's secret friend, because he's a prankster, and even though Inuyasha's parents don't interfere much with his life, they really don't like Miroku (The reason will come up later). Next chapter will come up ASAP! And please read my new fic! (Yes, I'm aware, another one. I'm a freaking jerk.)
Ta ta!
Rogue Pryde