GiGi – I got my first flamer! Woohoo!

secret.srikuzgoddess

was this sapossed 2 be good or not. I hated it just 4 the record and the last time i saw u only had 54 reviws.

Wow…. You'd think when you're critizing and poking fun of my work, you'd spell-check first…. Also…. If you don't like…. DON'T READ! Eesh…. If you really wanna flame me please give me constructive criticism…. Not 'bblah, u sux dis is badd.' AND also, if you 'hated' my work so much, why bother looking at my reviews? I'm proud of my 56…. now 57 reviews, thank you very much.

GiGi – And now onto Chapter 13!!!!! (dun dun dun dun)

DISCLAIMER – I just had to do a bunch of Shakespeare homework so here goes! Where art thou thy ownest true of Inuyasha? Thy GiGi nay not own or gold blessed she be.

CHAPTER 13

Eye Of The Storm

"An excorcism?" Sister Kaede echoed. "An excorcism?!?"

I nodded…. There wasn't really anything else I could say. "She's a danger to everyone around her…. We have to get rid of her…. And we have to do it now."

Sister Kaede nodded, after hesitating for a bit. "B-b-but surely there's another way? There must be…. T-this can't be the only choice. Oh Kagome, ye gift is to help the spirits, not force then to go out without their consent-"

I broke it to her gently…. I kind of had to. She was in such a state that if she knew exactly what I was planning to do, her heart may start beating…. "Well…. That only works with the 'good' ghosts… but Kagura's on her own level…."

She sighed, rubbing her temples as she talked in a strained voice. "If this is what we must do…. Then this is what we must do…."

Yes!I mentally pumped my fists…. Not that this was my favourite way to deal with ghosts or anything…. Just…. Well…. Kagura needed to be stopped, you know.

"Of course, we'll have to do some research on the Christian excorcisms-"

"-…. Ehr…. I was planning to do the Brazilian excorcism…. You know, Mecumba? I got it all worked out and all-"

"-…. Good gracious! Kagura was a Christian student….. And if we are forced to do this…. Ye must give her a Christian ceremony!"

I nodded, knowing I'd never get my way anyways. Topics like this sure made Sister Kaede all riled up. "Sure Sister. Whatever you say."

She started to mutter different steps we would need to prepare, all the little spells we'd need to look up and such. Me? I wandered around the room, comparing her new lifestyle with Sesshomaru's. It could just be me, but priests were so not getting the benefits they deserved. Sesshomaru's room was like a Hilton suite compared to Sister Kaede's little dinky Holiday Inn.

"Promise me Kagome. Promise you won't go after Kagura yourself…." Sister Kaede questioned in a hushed tone. "Besides, she'll tone it down, ye think? She has already managed to hospitalize Sesshomaru; she won't cause any more mischief?"

I swallowed…. So I committed what is probably a mortal sin. I lied to a priest. So much for going to Heaven when I die…. "Sure Sister. I'll wait till you get out of the hospital before I do anything."

The moment she continued to mutter ingredients under her breath, stuff about holy water and crucifixes, Sango and Miroku entered the room. Miroku, of course, was nursing a swollen cheek. "God. Sister Kaede…. Boy do you look terrible-"

Sango punched the unmannered boy in the stomach and beamed at the old priest. "Don't be silly Miroku. Sister Kaede looks great! Well for someone with a bunch of broken bones."

Sister Kaede beamed. "Children! What a surprise! What brings ye to visit an old woman in a stuffy old hospital? The sun is beautiful today! Ye should be outside enjoying the fresh air."

"Actually, we just decided to see how our beloved principal is doing. Getting squashed by that statue couldn't have been fun." I quickly explained, before either of the two could say Sesshomaru.

"Yeah…." Miroku added in. "That's a bummer. Big time."

"Well, never less. I am recovering and all is fine. We all must thank ye God for this well blessing."

"Amen" Miroku said solemnly.

Before Sango or I had a chance to slate Miroku for his 'so called witty sarcasism', a nurse came in and told us to leave so that Sister Kaede could be served lunch.

"Lunch? Lunch?" Miroku grumbled as we walked towards his car. "Sister Kaede gets a lunch in bed, but a guy like me, a guy who's actually appreciate that, I don't get anything?"

Sango sighed and looked at him wistfully. "You get the opportunity of your lifetime to chauffeur the two most beautiful girls of Japan?"

Miroku caught her glance and snorted. "Oh please-… Oh I mean, well you're beautiful Kagome! Just that…. That…. Oh man! Did you see that nurse? Sweet-…. Ow!" Miroku yelped as Sango's hand made contact with his face again. "It must be one of them priest privileges…. I should enrol!"

Again, Sango way squished in the backseat, snorted. "Dummy. You don't enrol…. You get a calling! And you wouldn't like it anyways. They don't let priests read Playboy."

Miroku blushed. "Maybe I'll come up with my own order…. Of the Playboy Bunny Boys! Yeah! Like the Ninja Turtles! Instead of saving the world and eating pizza, we'd be saving all the newsstands from running out of Playboy magazines and wall space to hang up the posters!"

Sango and I caught each other's gaze in the mirror and cracked up. This guy…. Oh boy!

Sadly enough, while we were all laughing, we almost ended up crashing into a seagull. Yes, that meant we were on Osaki Beach Road, or what everyone calls Seagull Lane. Just beyond the crumbling brick wall at the end of the street, was the Pacific Ocean, the sun was lit up like a golden jewel. It even kind of reminded me of that Inuy-… AH! No no no…. so no thinking of him right now! I guess I must have been gazing at it longingly, because in L.A. all you saw were neon lights, that Miroku sighed and zipped into a parking spot just evacuated by a nearby BMW. Staring at him oddly, I wondered why we had stopped.

"What? Don't have time to watch the sunset?"

I was out in a flash…. All those things I had been worried about before moving here all gone. And to think I didn't want to be here at first! Sitting on a blanket that Miroku had taken out of the car, watching people jog on the sand, little children playing in the water, dogs catching Frisbees in their mouth, I felt a lot better than I had in ages. It was so calm…. So peaceful. As if all my problems had been washed away with the tide. Which was kind of ironic since I was due to battle with the forces of evil in just a few hours.

But I told myself not to think about that and to just enjoy myself. The sun's warmth on my face, the cries of the gulls, the shrieks from Sango who was afraid of random pooping attacks, and Miroku and Sango's conversation.

"And so I told him. Gramps! You want to date this Charlene lady? Fine…. Just don't expect to me to be around you too much. He wants more babies around. Like hello! He's 70ish something and he's hooking up with a 30 year old. This is a whole Donald Trump moment!"

Sango shook her head in disbelief. "Geez…. I wonder where he gets it from."

Miroku's eyes widened. "You're not implifying that he gets it from me, do you?"

Sango shrugged and looked at her Baby G watch. "I ain't saying anything."

"Hey the sun's setting!" Miroku stated, pointing to the great orange ball.

"There goes the sun…." Sango started to sing softly.

"Da da da da da…." Miroku joined in.

"There goes the sun…." I sang along. I must admit. The three of us, watching the sun set, singing to our hearts content, I felt pretty childish. But in a way, it was pretty fun. Calming too. Back in L.A all I got to see were wannabe Britneys' and Christinas' prancing around in butt-chaps. And that was seriously scarring of the mind.

It felt odd. That I felt something I couldn't explain.

"And I say, it's all right!" we all sang along, cracking up at the end.

And it was really strange. That at that moment, where everything seemed at eternal peace, I actually believed everything would be alright.

And that's when it hit me, like a ton of bricks. I, Kagome Higurashi, voted Most Likely to Beat Up People In my old school, the Freak of my old school, the person who had no friends, mediator, I realized it. I was beginning to fit in….

Wow…. Was Osaki screwed or what?

But I believed. And it felt kind of nice. I felt happy. Happy to belong. So happy, I actually believed everything would be alright.

Boy was I ever in denial….

GiGi – Ehr…. Yes…. I know that was short…. And I'm sorry!

Naraku – Quick! All reviewers throw bricks at the evil authoress!

GiGi – O.O Nooooo! Not bricks! (uses her magic authoress powers to change the bricks into sponges)

Naraku – O.o (looks at the sponge oddly) Isn't this Spongebob?

GiGi – O.O Spongebob? EWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!

Naraku – (smiles and sings childishly) Who lives in a pineapple under the se-

GiGi – (throws wet sponges at the demon/hanyou)

Naraku – The water! It burns! Feeling…. Feeling… claustrophobic!

GiGi – (rocking herself, with her legs curled up and her thumb in her mouth) Momma no more sponges. Momma no more sponges.

Naraku – (still covered in sponges) Eh…. Review?