Deviant Variations: Chapter Seven
The Aftermath vs. Something Better
Despite it's morbid suggestions, life with a sedated Naraku was far more attractive to Kagura then the excited and enthusiastic version of her brother.
"He should get more concussions," Kagura humorously noted, while she deleted the different epicurean scenes of lustful teenage splendor. This weekend routine was amusing for her, if Kagura had actually kept the evidence of her brother and his many friends stupidity she had enough blackmail to last her a millennium.
After she hummed a few bars of "Teenage Wasteland", Kagura sought to find "Jane Eyre", a book she had recently begun reading. In mid-pursuit of the novel written by Charlotte Bronte, Kagura suddenly paused in her kneeling position and gazed speculatively at the doorframe Sesshoumaru had left not too long ago.
"Mr. Rochester," Kagura stated to the air above her, laughing at the inside joke she now shared with it. Rising from the kneeling position, Kagura continued to pace about the room, and found the book she sought buried beneath a pile of clothes that had been lying on top of it for at least two days. After frowning at the smell "Jane Eyre" had acquired, Kagura placed her self on the bed and opened the book happily, ready to be immersed in the fictitious world where she could have her own Mr. Rochester. Unfortunately, this desirable reverie was broken when Naraku suddenly awoke, bolted from his room to the toilet, and loudly wretched in the porcelain throne. Kagura merely sighed at the common event, and returned to the book.
"Kagura, quit reading!" The large, blimp like English teacher, best described as a walking Manatee reprimanded, noticing Kagura's blatant disregard for her class. Kagura lifted her eyes from Jane Eyre, and shut the book, not apologizing for the crime. Miss Makato harrumphed Kagura's disrespect and continued her senseless rambling.
At her desk, the slightly glossy cover of Jane Eyre continued to tempt Kagura's wandering eyes. She hated this class with a passion unheard of by even pagan gods.
'Fifteen minutes,' Kagura thought hopefully, looking at the white clock. She had spaced out when papers were passed back by rows, each one explaining the final project. Kagura scanned the sheet of paper, hating the project for its infantile nature.
"This project, which will be your final instead of a test is expected to be creative and artistic...." Kagura fazed out again, the project being in essence, very simple and childish. She remained in this state until Miss Makato's unnaturally deep voice recalled her, "Kagura, is their something you would like to add to this project."
"Only some depth." She retorted to herself, quite annoyed with the walking manatee.
"Excuse me Miss Kagewaki, did I hear you correctly?" Miss Makato demanded, unsure of what she just heard. Kagura shrugged her shoulders,
"Perhaps." Kagura simply answered, and returned to her scrutinizing of the paper. Miss Makato took comfort in the thought of signing Kagura a detention, and continued her feudal lecture.
Sesshoumaru had more to stress about than what Naraku would potentially do to him in the hallway, the egg drop, which landed on Mr. Daimyoske's head was to be the paper returned today. The egg had not broken, despite landing on the teacher's head, but otherwise the offense may render Sesshoumaru and Naraku a grade less than deserved.
"Yo Sess, what's up?" Naraku greeted him in the physics room. Sesshoumaru nearly jumped out of his skin before replying bitterly,
"I'm horribly stressed." Naraku grinned his usual drunken sneer, and asked,
"Don't you ever have a good day?"
"Occasionally, but today there is no reason to, you dropped the egg on his head." Sesshoumaru stated angrily, closing his physics book to emphasize his point.
"Mr. Daimyoske's a cool guy, he won't hold that against you." Naraku attempted to reason, partially amused by Sesshoumaru's nervous tendencies,
"Of course not, I didn't drop the egg on his head." Sesshoumaru pointed out, not amused by the laid-back attitude of Naraku.
"Jesus! Sesshoumaru, it was just a simple project, lighten up." Naraku exclaimed, walking away from the over stressed Sesshoumaru.
"Class, Class! Take your seats! Today comes the much awaited egg-drop grades." Mr. Daimyoske explained as the bell rang. "Overall I was impressed, and glad that the ingenuity of Mr. Inuyokai's design didn't leave my hair greasy for the whole day." He finished, cracking at the previous Friday's events. Sesshoumaru lowered his head in embarrassment, and Naraku grinned at his work. Ironically, Mr. Daimyoske had a minor buzz cut and it could not be considered as hair; it was rather more like fuzz adorning his tanned skin. A few students laughed at this joke, most of the perpetrators being Track and other Running Junkies who were used to the dense humor and laughed out of habit.
He began to hand out the grade sheets, and stopped furtively at Sesshoumaru's table,
"What do you think you got?" He asked Sesshoumaru, and placed his hand over the percentage.
"I would rather not speculate, and consider the lack of response as a lucky guess when you remove your hand from the paper. "Mr. Daimyoske removed his hand from the paper, revealing a high A.
"Cute. Great Job Kid, especially for dropping the egg on my head," Mr. Daimyoske said, teasing Sesshoumaru. Naraku, who needed the high A more than Sesshoumaru, failed to care and flicked spare pieces of paper into the open mouth of his sleeping friend Itsumo.
Sesshoumaru would have been a fool to belive Naraku would acually appreciate the effort and grade on their eggy fiasco. Naturally, he recievd pure, driven shock when the words,
"Hey buddy, I owe you one. That saved my grade," flew rapidly out of Naraku's mouth. Feeling strangly invaded and confused Sesshoumaru could merely retort.
"Let me venture a guess; you can graduate..." The remark brazed off Naraku's broad shoulders and fell uselessly aside.
"Heh, I don't care what you think,and by the way, come to my house sometime this week and I'll have your cash." Naraku responded, bringing up the sensetive car crash issue.
"The money for the car?" Sesshoumaru inquired, preparing books for the next class, Economics.
"No, for the dope you owe me," Naraku vented then repeated Sesshoumaru's previous demand, "Yes, for the car..."
"Any day?" Sesshoumaru chimed in, feeling rushed for his next class. Naraku nodded and left the vicinty to wander in the direction of his locker.
Mr. Kinnian was notorious at Bishop Alivito for his great abundance of intelligence, which was so grand that he was one of the most hated teachers in the building by the entire student body. As usual, he inquired viciously into his dreary class on the concept of Sacrements.
"What is the number of completion?" He began, some devoted and respectful students raised their hands, but the class know-it- all blurted out irritably,
"Seven." Mr. Kinnian nodded, and continued with his arrogant sililoquoy.
"Yes, the number of completion is indeed seven. We as humans are a six. What does six stand for in the bible?" The same female perpatrator answered,
"The devil." This did not phase Mr. Kinnian and he continued to speak,
"Yes, and therefore humans are sinful and incomplete until we let God into our lives and he adds the one." Mr. Kinnian scanned the room and grinned as he set his eyes upon Kagura's brooding form. "Kagura, would you say your life is complete according to God?" He asked her, his grin now turning the knife deep in Kagura's back.
Her emotionless eyes scanned over the words written on the board,
'Self-knowledge, wisdom, grace, courage, etc. etc,' Then she responded, " I'm afraid my life is more incomplete than Satan's." This was the answer Kinnian had desired, and he continued with the day's lecture,
"And that's alright, Kagura. As humans we will always be incomplete without God in our lives, and if you dont belive in God imagine how empty your life must be." Mr. Kinnian paused in his oration to entertain Ordemai Hiroushu's most likely pointless question.
"Mr. Kinnian, I think that comment is unfair. Humans can complete each others life, have you seen 'Jerry Maguire'?"
"Yes, I have, but even in the movie Jerry tries to complete his life with a family and money. Yet there's still something missing." Mr. Kinnian argued, this inspired mass chaos Kagura however could have cared less and counted the ceilng tiles. The bell eventully rang and released the students from a tragic monday.
Most of the student body forgot all about the party, since no matters about the fiasco were discussed, but Kikyo felt shamed as the timid Natasha in "War and Peace". Mariko and Kiku talked idly about the days happenings while surrounding Kikyo's locker.
"Did you think that PreCalc test was hard?" Kiku asked Mariko. Smiling broadly, Mariko responded with a joyful laugh,
"I swear I flunked that! I've been so lazy this year! I've hardley wanted to crack a book!" Kiku agreed, then changed the subject,
"Oh Mariko, did you hear from Itsumo? Naraku is throwing another party to be the last of all shindigs." Suddely, Kikyo was involved in the discussion and exclaimed,
"He didn't tell me! He always told me these things!" Mariko and Kiku stared at Kikyo and shrugged their shoulders in unison, departing from Kikyo's locker. Kikyo, irritated by this made it a point to ignore all people on her way to the parking lot and her lovely car.
"What's wrong with you?" Kagome asked her especially glum looking sister, Kikyo. Kikyo blew Kagome off without a reply and started the ignition. "Kikyo, are you still angry at Inuyasha!" Kagome suddenly exclaimed.
"Inuyasha! What made you think I even cared about the junior?" Kikyo demanded, slightly frustrated at the mention Inuyasha.
"You did make out with him." Kagome bluntly said, still naive to many concepts which Kikyo was not.
"And...I've made out with many people, the least of which your Inuyasha friend." Kikyo tapped her thumb agaisnt the dull gray steering wheel in irritation. To Kikyo's supreme joy, Kagome was stunned and quiet for a brief moment.
"Kikyo!" Kagome very loudly exclaimed then fell silent when her sister failed to react from the shriek. Kikyo drove on, ignoring all that she could.
The End (Finally) of Chapter Seven.
Rissi's Recourse: EGADS! It's nice to be updating again! I am going to sincerely apologize to all those poor souls I left hanging for at least a month (if not more.) To explain my extreme tardiness I had computer troubles from late July to now I guess...NEVER let Best Buy fix your computer...EVER. My muse, dear old Jezebel, has had her issues as well. (grumbles about moody muses). Anywho, on with the show...
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