A/N:Okay, sorry about the long update recess. Well, spring break is over, and my parents have banned me from the computer during weekdays. *sighs* (that led to a lot of screaming and yelling) I get good grades, I be a little angel at home, I get excepted to a good High School, and this happens! Grr…. They say I spend too much time on my computer. Grr…. *starts wearing*
So, all of my stories will have a great deal of delay. It really depends, because I'm really busy right now, and I mean like… grr… Yes, why doesn't EVERYONE make ME do ALL the frickin' WORK?
Anyway, thanks so much to all of y'all who reviewed! ^.^ Pocky and Plushies! XD
Midnight-Blue-Wolves: *sighs* Don't we know it… -.-''
Ayame, in Kouga Hating Mode: …fluff? LoL.
Ladyhawk89: LoL. … nough said…
Angel of the Heavens: ucky… interesting… you sound like a few people I know.
Kikyo-san: to be honest, I'm not too sure why she smiled… I guess we'll both find out huh? ^.^;;
Hanyou punk chick: hm…. Define bad.
Lilacks: FLUFFY PINK BUNNY SUIT! Ever seen A Christmas Story? LMFAO! Haha… heh heh… huuuuu…
Animecraziegurl16: ^.^
Saria: ditto from kikyo-san
Skywriter-iy: Yes, the world would be so dull without friends like those wouldn't it? ^.^
RoseGoddess9: Well, I've decided that I'm going to continue this, just because I like to write it, because it's supposed to be more lighted then the others. Less of that continuous drama ya know? ^.^;; But, I just have to think of the plot, and development, and thinking's not one of my strong suits!
Mell Minamoto: Nah. I think it's sort of like jealousy, especially later in the series though, she kind of lightens and gets off of hasseling inu-chan and kag, but she can't be too bad if kag brought her back right?
MooMoo-san: *blushes* … *sniff* *sniff*
Kilate: …
Chibi Horsewoman: Come to think of it, that's a rather interesting pairing! Pretty cool though…
Kristin: Fluff… fluff… wassdat? Haha.
Moon maiden of time: ooh! I wanna laugh too! *gets sugar high* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *Passes out*
Michi Neko Chan: Yeah, I won't delete it… I hope not anyway.
[Last Time]
"Uh… Kag, are you okay?" I asked her, catching up to her as she began to examine the different eggs which were displayed in the dairy section, next to the milk. She didn't look up as I approached, but answered.
"You don't have license to call me by my nick name." She informed me, finally picking a carton of eggs.
But as she turned to me, she did something which she had never done for me before…
She smiled.
[Chapter 5: The Food Fight]
"So… what should we name the little guy?" I eyed our white kid who conveniently fit in my palm. So its smaller than the others, I love my son just the way it is… especially when fried… or scrambled… over easy…
Stupid little thing. I should've signed up for Home Ec. At least you get to eat. I heard that they even get to eat things, sure you have to cook them, but hey, good deal.
Kagome sat on the floor below me, who was lounging on the couch, lazily teaching our egg how to watch TV.
It wasn't that I thought she was pretty or anything, but somehow, she caught my interest more than the anime characters running around fighting did. She kept writing things in her notebook, then erasing it, only to repeat the process over and over again.
I remembered when she smiled at the grocery store. She hadn't spoken after that. I figured that maybe Kagome Higurashi could only smile once throughout a year, before she would have to reboot from that tiring act. I swear, I couldn't remember seeing her smile… not that I had ever paid attention to the class wallflower… or wallthorn.
I hadn't really given a damn whether or not the stupid girl smiled, but somehow it just seemed… special.
Finally, she stopped scribbling and her brow furrowed. "I don't know… what is it?" She asked, snapping me back to my thoughts. She must have caught me looking at her, because she gave me a rather awkward look.
"A boy." I told
her, finding my bored voice and watching the screen once more.
"Why a boy?" She asked.
I frowned. "Because I wanna raise em' to be a man."
"Well, raise another woman's kid, cuz mine's a GIRL." She said firmly, every asset of her features screamed "VICTOR" and I decided to give in… well, that's what I decided to do. But what I decide to do and what my body actually does are two very… well, different things.
I threw my hands in the air rather stupidly. "Why does it matter anyw-… uh oh." Really, it was an accident. I had forgotten that our child had been in my hand. Well, gravity took it's place, and… brought the egg into the air and… down on Kagome's head.
I looked at her with an expression that I would imagine had looked rather odd (O-o) and awaited her wrath.
I sat and stared at the sticky mess of yolk and hair on top of the girl's head. Slowly, her face turned up toward me, and I cringed to think what kind of death look was awaiting me…
But she was… smiling…
Granted, it was not the same kind smile… more like a smirk really, but hey, the girl smiled two times in ONE day!
"Sakata." She said in a deathly calm voice. A rather unmanly-like whimper emerged from my throat.
"Uh…" There was only thing to do… retreat! I half flipped, half rolled backward and over the back of the couch, only to land with a thud on the floor.
For some strange reason that is still unknown to me, I ran into the kitchen. Seeing no escape but where I had just run into, I panicked.
Yes, me. The respected (more like feared), kick-ass thug of Tokyo High School… afraid of a girl. I am a tiger hear me … MEOW kind of situation.
I froze as Kagome walked into the kitchen. She was clenching what looked suspiciously like our egg carton. She looked up at me.
"You. Killed. My. Daughter." Was it just me or was there a hint of humor in her voice?
"Son." I added to her, smirking.
"You. Will Pay!" She yelled. I realized why that thing looked so suspiciously like a egg carton… Not only was our son dead, she was going to kill its brothers too… And she did. She chucked everyone of those eggs at me. One by one they clashed into me, making me more of a sticky mess than her hair was.
The girl laughed rather maniacally… which, in one word was… scary. Though, like I said, humorous, even when your covered in egg yolk and shells.
I guess I was either too big of target, or Kagome had a very good arm, but she didn't miss a single throw. As I jumped and jogged to dodge the eggs, which, as said earlier, I failed at miserably, I found myself at the refrigerator.
I smirked at her, and immediately her expression changed. "No. Don't you DARE steal my foo-"
SPLAT!
And there went a bowl of leftover Oden, straight into the enemy's face. Am I good or am I good?
But… that was it.
It was not long until we were engaged in an all out food brawl. Both of us ignoring how immensely immature and stupid this was, we continued to chuck and lob the other with any food, or basically things that went SPLAT that we could find.
I barely saw her clench something round as I peeked over the top of my frying pan shield.
When nothing happened, I peeked over the shield again.
WHAM!
Everything went black.
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"Saka… Sakata? Sakata?" I heard a soft voice, it seemed to be getting closer and closer as I tried to navigate the darkness. Hell, what else was I going to do?
I saw a glimmer of light. Heading toward it, the voice became louder. "Sakata?"
I recognized it to be Kagome's.
Slowly, I opened my eyes. Instantly, I felt a throbbing pain in my head.
"Sakata! Sakata! Are you okay? I threw a pot and an apple at your head! Are you hurt?"
This girl had to stop talking so fast, it made my head spin even more…
She started to help me up into a sitting position, which, mind you, hurt like hell. Wait a second… what did she say?
"Dammit woman!" I swore at her, trying desperately to sit up. "You trying to kill me?" Honestly though, a POT and an APPLE at my… HEAD!? All thoughts of her being some psychopath returned to me.
"It was an accident!" She protested, her hands flying to her hips, leaving me with no support. I hit the floor with a thud, and her eyes grew wide.
"Oh! Sorry!" I mumbled in pain and annoyance at her, only to receive a glare from her.
"Yeah, yeah. I don't need your help." I growled at her, sitting up by myself… with a lot of difficulty might I add. I mean, c'mon, if you got hit in the head with a what, we're talking TEN POUND FRYING PAN to the HEAD how would you be feeling?
She stared at me for a while. "I'm sorry." She said quietly.
Boy, my head must've really been messed up because I thought she had said-
"You've been so… nice." I didn't know what to do. Here I was on the floor, with a throbbing head, and this girl who I had always thought to be well… you know, was apologizing to me? Not that I had ever really tried to get to know Kagome Higurashi a little better… okay, at all, but I thought I had known her a little bit.
"And this is what I do to you…" She said, I felt her soft… I mean, her hand touch my head. I winced when her skin made contact with my tortured flesh.
I grinned at her. Truly, I well… panicked. Half of me expected her to start laughing again and throw something else at me and the other half was… well, confused, to say the very least. "Hey, remember, I'm a man! I'm fine on my own!" I started to stand up to prove my point.
Once on my feet, the ground began to shake. I swayed like a willow, stumbling around like an idiot. "Although… I might need some help standing up."
I felt stability.
I felt a new warmth on my side that hadn't been there a few seconds before.
Kagome slung one of my arms over her shoulder and led me to the couch. I felt rather guilty, having a girl put me, who was still covered in various food products… her food products onto her clean couch. "There you go, my oh so very strong husband. I'll get you some ice."
"Hey…" I said, as she began to leave. Grabbing her wrist rather suddenly, she stumbled back abruptly.
"What?" She asked, giving me a What-the-hell?! Look.
I grinned once more. "You've lightened up."
Her expression changed.
"Uh… " I continued to stare at her. She shook her head after a while. "Yeah well, I better go get that ice pack, before you start to look like E.T."
She hurried out of the room, pulling away from my hand. "I'll be the best looking alien around!" I called to her.
"You're so conceited!" I heard her voice trail from the kitchen.
I sighed, content of my work. Well, somehow, by getting hit by a blasted metal frying pan, I achieved being somewhat her friend.
Still, I didn't have much time to get this girl to fall in love with me. What would I do if I lost a bet. I, Inuyasha Sakata had never lost a bet before that point, and I didn't plan to lose it to a loner.
I was pleased, however. Things were going quicker than I had expected for someone like Kagome. I had my doubts if I would even get her to talk.
I saw a bunch of picture frames displayed on the coffee table. Examining them, I found that all were framed and lay perfectly in formation. There was a little boy, who I assumed was her brother. A picture of who I assumed was her mother and an old geezer. But there was one picture that stood out. Its frame wasn't as polished as the others, the picture inside seemed folded, and torn in a few places.
It featured a man, tall and distinguished, holding a girl who looked to be about the age of 10 in his arms. Both were smiling. Happy and content just to be with each other. They had the same eyes of sapphire blue and both ebony hair. There was no mistake that the girl was Kagome, so that must've been her father.
Kagome emerged into the living room once more. She was holding a zip-loc bag with ice in it. "Sorry, the gel packs all broke. Unless of course, you want that blue gel on your head." She said pointedly, handing me the pack.
"Thanks. Is this your dad?" It happened again. I had spoke without thinking. Instantly, I knew the mistake in my choice of words.
The memory of our first conversation sparked and screamed at me in my mind. What she had said. How touchy she had seemed about it.
Kagome looked at the picture on the coffee table, but her expression never changed. It remained unreadable for as long as she stared at the picture. I caught a glimpse of her hand shaking oh so slightly.
"Maybe you… should leave." She turned her back to me, as I sat there in shock.
"Kagome… I'm…" What was I supposed to say?
She turned around. "I said leave!" Her voice louder, speaking forcefully as her glare on me hardened. She pulled me off of the couch. She was pretty strong considering her petite form. My legs wobbled, but this didn't stop her.
Without another word, somehow I found myself outside of the door. My head continuing to pound and my clothes and long hair covered in various foods.
A little boy walking with his mother walked by on the sidewalk. In the boy's hand was a leash and on the end of it was… a very hungry looking dog.
"Oh shit." I muttered as the dog bounded up to me, dragging the little boy behind him. After a struggle, the boy had pulled back his dog. I sighed in relief before I noticed the little guy staring at me.
"Look at the funny man mommy! What's he doing outside like that, mommy?" He started to jump up and down, and I noticed how stressed the woman looked.
"Just walk away dear. It's not nice to question the crazies." She took the boy's unoccupied hand and led him away, out of my view.
Before I could yell at the lady for calling me crazy, I mean, sure I was standing outside of some girl's house, covered in food and holding my head, but that doesn't mean I was crazy right? Well, the door opened behind me.
"Eh?" I turned around to see Kagome Higurashi standing there. She had yet another distant look on her features, as she turned her gaze from the floor to me.
"I'm sorry. Come in." With that, she turned and left the door open.
Still utterly confused, I stepped into her house once more.
I followed her as she walked toward the kitchen. "Kagome… I-"
"We have to clean the kitchen." Kagome cut me off. Maybe she didn't want an apology. I may not have been the smartest guy in the world but I could tell that she wanted to pass it off. Act like it had never happened.
Okay, to tell the truth, had I not been trying extra hard to get her to like me, I most likely would have started yelling at her and demanding an explanation.
I watched for a few seconds as she got down on hands and knees and began to wipe the floor. She turned and grinned ever so slightly.
"Hey genius, are you going to help or not?" I nodded, and grinned back at her. Kagome got a rather interesting look on her as she stared back at me. She seemed to realize that she was heaven forbid, grinning, and she immediately turned away.
I smiled at her tactics. The girl really was strange. I grabbed a nearby towel and began to help her.
Looking around, I could only imagine how long this was going to take. The kitchen looked more like a warzone (which is basically what it was) then anything else.
I waited for the opportune moment to speak, but it never came.
Looking back at it now, I only wish that I had said something then. To question even though I knew I shouldn't.
But the fact is that I remained silent, and am now left to reminisce on this moment. This particular day was the start of our adventure, as one might call it. The last time that things would ever be this way between the two of us.
A/N: Sorry about that. I hope that I'll be able to update soon. *sighs* Stupid parents. Grr….
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