*Disclaimer: -deep breath- Okay, here's the deal, -stops- Look, you know what I'm going to say, so why bother?
*A/N: Hello! Oh, my adoring public, how I missed you! My email was being queer, and decided not to send the reviews from chapter 6, so I appologize! I'm so glad you're following my story, and, enjoying it! I thank you all for being so dedicated in my story, but, I hate to say that it's coming to a close soon. Gomen for all who loved it dearly. But fear not! It's not over til the fat lady sings -prods fat lady- COME ON YOU BASTARD! SING! XD no, seriously, I won't be ending for now. Um. anyway, in regards to Inuyasha's gift -- it is going to be good this time! He really suceeds. No more kidding, honestly. ^_^; I pity him. But, I'm not going to say what it is. .-. simply because I'm pure evil! Oh wells, you probably want me to shut up, yes? Okay, okay. I stop with the cruddy author's note and start with the story! huZZah! I'm loved.
PS: to all you reviewers, I have this to say: I LOVE YOU!!!!
Chapter Eight
*KPOV*
I wanted to make up with him; I really did. But how could I? I hadn't done anything! Well, I had sat him when he was trying to make it up to me. Was that fair? I never asked for much out of him, but...it was my birthday! I knew that when Sango and the others got back, I would get a gift. Shippou had almost told me what it was out of excitement. Miroku and Sango had, of course, silenced him before I found out. Ayumi, Yuka, and Eri looked at me from across the aisle in the bus, odd expressions crossing their faces,
"Kagome, are you thinking about that violent boyfriend of yours again?" Eri asked suddenly, and I flushed,
"No!" I snapped, "I hate him! He didn't get me a present for my birthday!"
Ayumi sighed, "Kagome, did he at least try to get you something?"
"You are kind of picky." Yuka reasoned, and I frowned deeply. Just who's side were they on!?
"I am not 'picky'! Yuka, I didn't think you liked him!"
"I don't," she sighed, "But I also don't like it when my friend is unhappy."
Eri nodded, "Perhaps we should kick this guys ass."
"Like you could." I mumbled, thinking of that scene. 3 teenage girls attacking Inuyasha just seemed too weird. Funny, but weird.
"We could, if we tried!" Yuka protested, as Eri nodded again, "He can't be that strong."
"He can, and he is." I stood as the bus slid to a halt, "This is my stop, see you guys." I hurried down the steps, stopping just in time to hear Eri yell, "Break up with him!" before the vehicle drove off.
I didn't speak as I hurried up the stairs and into my room. There was too much to be done. Homework, chores. I didn't have time to worry about the Sengoku Jidai, jewel shards or Inuyasha. They would just have to wait. Sitting at my desk, I pulled out my pen and began to furiously scribble down notes, starting where I had left off. Of course, concentration was a forgotten thing for me. I couldn't focus, not with everything else that was happening around me. But I had to. I couldn't waste anymore time having fun. Sometimes I really wondered how I could manage balancing everything like I did. School, Hunting for Jewel shards, my family, The Sengoku Jidai, and...Inuyasha. I don't know how I was able to put up with him, but I did. I couldn't possibly be...falling in love with him, could I? No. That wasn't even an issue in my mind. Blinking, I glanced down and growled. Without my even noticing, I had begun to write his name across my notebook, including little doodles of his ears, eyes, and face.
"I'm going crazy!!" I cried outloud, throwing my arms up in the air, "I quit!" throwing my pen across the room, I snarled, standing quickly and storming over to my bed. I flopped down and buried my face in my pillow, screaming as loud and as hard as I could. A few moments later, a knock interupted me.
"Kagome? Dear, are you in there?"
I kept my face buried, and muffled out a 'yeah' before my mom even tried opening the door. She wandered across the room, and sat at my desk, facing me with a worried look on her face.
"Is something wrong?"
"No..." I mumbled, and she sighed. Was it that obvious to her already? My mom could always tell when I was lying, which kind of freaked me out at times.
"It's just that...It's Inuyasha." I pulled my head out of my pillow, propping myself up on my elbow to watch her.
"Your friend with the cute ears?" she smiled, looking up at the ceiling, "He seems like a nice boy."
"Nice? Inuyasha is not nice mom. He's mean, tempermental, violent, possessive, stubborn, rude and he gets jealous easily!"
"Well why do you think he does that?" she tilted her head, looking at me.
"I don't know why Inuyasha does things. Nobody knows why he does anything!"
"Kagome, he cares about you. Possessive? Gets Jealous easily? It's obvious he just doesn't want to see you with anyone else."
"Eh?" I blinked at her words, and she laughed,
"You'll see soon enough." Standing, she left. I rolled onto my back, staring at my ceiling. Inuyasha couldn't actually care about me, could he? I knew I could put up with him, and he could put up with me...but I was just his 'jewel detector'. I meant nothing to him. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, it hurt me. He could care less. Well then again, that was a matter of opinion.
*A/N: Forgiveth me on the shortness of this chapter. I know. But that wonderful thing called writers block is attacking my brain! __ so it may be a while before I get chapter 9 up ^^' Um...review me! please? I like it when people review! It makes my simple little brain think that people care.
*A/N: Hello! Oh, my adoring public, how I missed you! My email was being queer, and decided not to send the reviews from chapter 6, so I appologize! I'm so glad you're following my story, and, enjoying it! I thank you all for being so dedicated in my story, but, I hate to say that it's coming to a close soon. Gomen for all who loved it dearly. But fear not! It's not over til the fat lady sings -prods fat lady- COME ON YOU BASTARD! SING! XD no, seriously, I won't be ending for now. Um. anyway, in regards to Inuyasha's gift -- it is going to be good this time! He really suceeds. No more kidding, honestly. ^_^; I pity him. But, I'm not going to say what it is. .-. simply because I'm pure evil! Oh wells, you probably want me to shut up, yes? Okay, okay. I stop with the cruddy author's note and start with the story! huZZah! I'm loved.
PS: to all you reviewers, I have this to say: I LOVE YOU!!!!
Chapter Eight
*KPOV*
I wanted to make up with him; I really did. But how could I? I hadn't done anything! Well, I had sat him when he was trying to make it up to me. Was that fair? I never asked for much out of him, but...it was my birthday! I knew that when Sango and the others got back, I would get a gift. Shippou had almost told me what it was out of excitement. Miroku and Sango had, of course, silenced him before I found out. Ayumi, Yuka, and Eri looked at me from across the aisle in the bus, odd expressions crossing their faces,
"Kagome, are you thinking about that violent boyfriend of yours again?" Eri asked suddenly, and I flushed,
"No!" I snapped, "I hate him! He didn't get me a present for my birthday!"
Ayumi sighed, "Kagome, did he at least try to get you something?"
"You are kind of picky." Yuka reasoned, and I frowned deeply. Just who's side were they on!?
"I am not 'picky'! Yuka, I didn't think you liked him!"
"I don't," she sighed, "But I also don't like it when my friend is unhappy."
Eri nodded, "Perhaps we should kick this guys ass."
"Like you could." I mumbled, thinking of that scene. 3 teenage girls attacking Inuyasha just seemed too weird. Funny, but weird.
"We could, if we tried!" Yuka protested, as Eri nodded again, "He can't be that strong."
"He can, and he is." I stood as the bus slid to a halt, "This is my stop, see you guys." I hurried down the steps, stopping just in time to hear Eri yell, "Break up with him!" before the vehicle drove off.
I didn't speak as I hurried up the stairs and into my room. There was too much to be done. Homework, chores. I didn't have time to worry about the Sengoku Jidai, jewel shards or Inuyasha. They would just have to wait. Sitting at my desk, I pulled out my pen and began to furiously scribble down notes, starting where I had left off. Of course, concentration was a forgotten thing for me. I couldn't focus, not with everything else that was happening around me. But I had to. I couldn't waste anymore time having fun. Sometimes I really wondered how I could manage balancing everything like I did. School, Hunting for Jewel shards, my family, The Sengoku Jidai, and...Inuyasha. I don't know how I was able to put up with him, but I did. I couldn't possibly be...falling in love with him, could I? No. That wasn't even an issue in my mind. Blinking, I glanced down and growled. Without my even noticing, I had begun to write his name across my notebook, including little doodles of his ears, eyes, and face.
"I'm going crazy!!" I cried outloud, throwing my arms up in the air, "I quit!" throwing my pen across the room, I snarled, standing quickly and storming over to my bed. I flopped down and buried my face in my pillow, screaming as loud and as hard as I could. A few moments later, a knock interupted me.
"Kagome? Dear, are you in there?"
I kept my face buried, and muffled out a 'yeah' before my mom even tried opening the door. She wandered across the room, and sat at my desk, facing me with a worried look on her face.
"Is something wrong?"
"No..." I mumbled, and she sighed. Was it that obvious to her already? My mom could always tell when I was lying, which kind of freaked me out at times.
"It's just that...It's Inuyasha." I pulled my head out of my pillow, propping myself up on my elbow to watch her.
"Your friend with the cute ears?" she smiled, looking up at the ceiling, "He seems like a nice boy."
"Nice? Inuyasha is not nice mom. He's mean, tempermental, violent, possessive, stubborn, rude and he gets jealous easily!"
"Well why do you think he does that?" she tilted her head, looking at me.
"I don't know why Inuyasha does things. Nobody knows why he does anything!"
"Kagome, he cares about you. Possessive? Gets Jealous easily? It's obvious he just doesn't want to see you with anyone else."
"Eh?" I blinked at her words, and she laughed,
"You'll see soon enough." Standing, she left. I rolled onto my back, staring at my ceiling. Inuyasha couldn't actually care about me, could he? I knew I could put up with him, and he could put up with me...but I was just his 'jewel detector'. I meant nothing to him. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, it hurt me. He could care less. Well then again, that was a matter of opinion.
*A/N: Forgiveth me on the shortness of this chapter. I know. But that wonderful thing called writers block is attacking my brain! __ so it may be a while before I get chapter 9 up ^^' Um...review me! please? I like it when people review! It makes my simple little brain think that people care.