The Social Ladder
By Chichiri4488
Chichiri4488: No one responded to my question about Inori in the last authors note.
Shippo: Not many seem to read the author notes.
Chichiri4488: Well why do the readers think I write them here?!
Shippo: Entertainment purposes I guess. You must not be doing a very good job.
Chichiri4488: Oi. -_-;;;
Chapter 9
~ Spies, Bushes, and Go Karts~
"That hurt Sango-chan," I said putting the ice pack to my head. Having her phone collide with my skull was not on my agenda for the day.
"Your joke was cruel."
"But funny!" I said.
"Fine. It was funny, but cruel nonetheless." She said pulling out two cokes from the fridge. She put them in front of me with a bag of chips from the pantry.
"Wait. Who did you call for back up anyway?" I asked sipping on the coke.
"The only person I could think of."
"You don't mean-"
"Yes. I called..........him."
My eyes widened as the doorbell rang. Sango was desperate if she wanted fashion and date tips this badly. Will we come out of this alive? I can hope.
I looked to see Kohaku lead in Shippo.
"I am here to serve Miss Sango," he said. "Lead me to the problem."
I rolled my eyes at Shippo and Sango led him to her room. We both stood on each end of the closet watching him. Shippo held his hand under his chin in deep thought.
"Where are you going?" asked Shippo.
"To the New Sushi Bar close to the mall," Sango replied.
"The expensive one!?" he yelled.
"I think so," she blushed.
"Figures! Both of you are on your first real date and both are clueless! He wants to impress you by taking you somewhere nice apparently. Well then I have my work cut out for me!"
"What exactly should we do for her?" I asked.
"Anything and everything. But first the clothes!"
Shippo started pulling out everything from the closet. He'd look at the cloth and then throw it to the floor. Sango's closet was almost empty pretty soon.
"Sango! Everything is jeans and t-shirts! Aren't there things for special occasions? Dresses or skirts? Something?
"Yeah, there's a blouse and a skirt that you threw down long ago!" said Sango.
"We need fancy! Not to fancy, but fancy!" he said throwing another shirt to the floor. Then his eyes bulged out. "What is that?" he asked.
"That's the dress my dad gave me as a 'good grade' gift back in spring."
Shippo ran and hugged Sango then he grabbed me as well.
It was one big group hug where I couldn't even breathe.
"It's perfect!" he yelled, "Positively wonderfully perfect!"
"It's just a dress!" Sango squeaked from his arms next to me.
He let us both go and we gasped for precious air.
"Just a dress!? My friend that is a wonderful black dress that is perfect for your figure and the silver dragons on the side only aid to your fiery beauty!"
"You're scaring us here Shippo," I said.
"Put it on! Put it on! We have yet to do your hair and make up!" Shippo said pushing Sango out the door towards the bathroom.
"Make up!?" yelled Sango, "I do not wear make up!"
"You will, and you'll like it!"
"No! Kagome! Save me!"
"Gomen Sango-chan," I muttered.
"Traitor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled.
I am so dead when she comes out of there.
Shippo forced Sango into the bathroom where she finally locked the door to change. She was still yelling at him through the door though as we walked back over to me.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I asked Shippo.
"Of course I do! I picked up everything I know from right up here," he grinned and pointed to his head.
"We're doomed."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I have to hand it to you Shippo," said Sango, "You did a fantastic job!"
"Well it is me," he replied arrogantly. I hit him in the shoulder as he grinned at me.
Sango's dress had small sleeves and went down slightly passed her knees. Shippo had made her wear some light make up, and her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail.
Shippo and I did a pretty good job. ^________^
I heard the doorbell ring as I looked at Sango one last time.
"That'll be Miroku," she muttered nervously.
"We'll get an entrance read for you," I said leading Shippo to the front door.
Miroku stood there in a black silk dress shirt, unbuttoned slightly to the white shirt underneath. Black dress pants were worn as well. He looked right spiffy!
"Kagome? Shippo? What are you doing here?"
"You so owe me Miroku," said Shippo.
"Anyway!" I said, "Presenting Miss Sango!"
Sango came down the stairs nervously while Miroku's jaw dropped inch by inch.
I took his chin and clamped his mouth shut while he continued to stare at Sango. She just blushed and seemed to find the rug colors very intriguing.
"I love you Shippo," muttered Miroku staring at Sango. Her blush deepened as she met his eyes.
"Whoa! You're taking her out, not me," muttered Shippo.
I smacked his head while the other two walked out arm in arm.
"Abuse!"
"Shut up Shippo," I muttered, "Are you ready?"
"It's spy time," he grinned.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I crept along the side of the restaurant to turn my mirror towards the front doors.
"Target is proceeding toward the entrance," I whispered.
"Perfect," Shippo grinned.
"Why are we doing this again?" questioned Inuyasha.
"We have nothing else to do, not to mention we need to make sure they're doing fine on their date."
"Quiet! They're at their table! Move in," Shippo whispered.
We walked around to the back and crept over by the back doors to the kitchen. Everything was according to plan as we prepared to sneak in the back and sit at a table close to Miroku's if we could. There was only one problem.
"It's locked!" squeaked Shippo trying to pry the doors open.
"It'd be easy to break down, but I honestly don't want to buy a new door AND explain breaking and entering laws to cops," I said.
"I couldn't agree more," said Inuyasha.
"We'll have to try the front door," I muttered.
"I'll go first. They'll let me in knowing who I am," said Shippo.
"I beg your pardon?" asked Inuyasha.
"Act famous, maybe they'll believe me. Or I could outsmart them," he replied.
"If you fail, it's up to plan C," I said.
"What's plan C?" asked Inuyasha.
"We wing it."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Inuyasha and I watched as Shippo strolled into the sushi bar. He was walking with his arms swinging wide around, and looked drunk rather than 'famous'.
We also heard the conversation he tried to carry.
"Hello my good sir, I would like a single table for myself please," said Shippo with an accent.
"I'm sorry sir, but you must have a reservation."
"Reservation!? Don't you know who I am?" Shippo yelled.
"Who sir?"
Nice job Shippo.
"Brad Pitt?"
You have got to be kidding me.
"Who sir?"
"Brad Pitt! He's- I mean I'm an actor! I famous actor from America!"
He had to use actors from America.
I saw the waiter guy just giving a look of pure boredom directed at Shippo.
"Fine then. I didn't want to reveal this, but I'm actually Matt Damon."
"Well then Mr. Damon I'm sorry to report that I have to have security remove you."
"No wait! You see I'm Mel Gibson perhaps?" Shippo questioned.
"How about you be Mr. Runs-like-his-pants-are-on-fire?"
"Dude, that was lame." Said Shippo with a raised eyebrow.
The guy glared at him and Shippo ran out the door towards us.
"That guy was mean," said Shippo brushing his arms off.
"That was trying to outsmart him?" grinned Inuyasha.
"Oh shut up," he scowled, "Everyone has an off day."
"Oh crap," muttered Inuyasha. I followed his gaze towards the parking lot.
Oh crap.
"Hide!" said Inuyasha grabbing me around the waist and back into the alley unseen.
Shippo scrambled up beside us.
"Yeah sure, grab the girl!"
Sesshomaru, and the girl I assumed was Inori were walking up to the entrance of the restaurant.
"Now what?" asked Shippo. "We either get seen by Sesshomaru which will probably ruin his date and have him hang us later, or Miroku and Sango see us. Either way we die."
"He's right you know." I said to Inuyasha.
"I guarantee Sesshomaru will do more than hang us. He hasn't been able to see Inori in a while cause of their classes. We'd be tortured, then killed in horrible disgusting ways of doom and terror."
"Like the furby dolls," muttered Shippo. His eyes went wide. "Not furbies! Anything but a furby! Wasn't my past corrupted with those things enough to ban them from the earth!"
I looked at Inuyasha questioningly but he just muttered 'Long Story'. So I shrugged and came up with a brilliant idea if I do say so myself.
"I say we enjoy ourselves for the evening," I said.
Inuyasha then got his own brilliant idea.
"Let's hit the go kart track," Inuyasha grinned.
Yes! Go karts are fun! Slightly expensive but so much fun!
"I second that!" I said.
"I also agree, however even if I didn't we only have 3 people, and 2 out of 3 makes it unanimous," said Shippo.
"Just say yes Shippo." Inuyasha muttered.
"Yes sir!"
"I call shotgun!" I yelled diving into Inuyasha's car.
"Can I drive?" asked Shippo.
"No," said Inuyasha.
"Oh come on!"
"No."
"Please!?"
"No."
"But I-"
"No."
"Why?"
"One, I said so, two, it's my car, and three, I feel making it home alive tonight," said Inuyasha.
"How about I drive, and you still make it home alive?" Shippo questioned.
"I also want myself and my car home in one piece."
I honked the horn at them.
"I have a low attention span! The argument is not exactly keeping me occupied!"
"PMS Kag?" asked Shippo jumping into the car.
"No, I haven't had any sugar today actually," I grinned. "That's why I'm getting soda pop at the go kart track."
"I'll buy us some dinner there," said Inuyasha shrugging.
"You don't have to do that Inuyasha," I said.
"I know I don't have to, but I want to," he replied.
"I don't want you to feel to feel the want to buy me a meal," I said.
"Too bad, because I'm buying you dinner."
"Am I going to get fed on this trip?" asked Shippo.
"I'm buying all around, get over it," said Inuyasha.
I sat back and sighed, "Thank you Inuyasha."
He smiled me as the car pulled forward towards the track.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Shippo sped right by Inuyasha and I from our spot at the small restaurant at the go-kart track.
The place had a huge track that ran right by the 'restaurant' area. It was also interesting to know a place like this. You had to have a membership and pay when you came. When you signed up you had to have at least a driver's permit and take one of their tests as well as a form on dangers of crashing.
Right now Shippo was cruising the track for the next hour. Inuyasha and I had each had half an hour on the track and were ready to eat. Shippo had eaten and was now hitting the track to see how many times he could really circle the track in an hour. He was up to 3 times in 15 minutes out of his hour. That was pretty good since it was a big track.
Inuyasha sat at the table pushing fries and a hamburger towards me as he dug into his own. I took a sip of my soda and picked up a fry.
Cholesterol would be the death of me. Oh well.
"Food good?" he asked.
"Of course it is. So how come you wouldn't let Shippo drive?"
"It was my car, and I felt like sitting next to you," he replied.
"It was a rhetorical question, but why did you want to sit by me all of a sudden from one car ride," I asked looking at my burger.
"Is it wrong to want to sit by someone?"
"No. I was just curious if it was for a specific reason," I muttered.
"Should it be for a specific reason?" he asked looking towards the track.
"You tell me," I said.
"Well I-"
"They took me off the track!" yelled Shippo jumping into the seat next to me and Inuyasha. "They said I broke the speed limit!"
"How far over were you?" asked Inuyasha quickly.
"About 26 miles over," Shippo muttered in his pout. "They said I was hazard in a car to anyone that enjoyed life."
"This is why I don't let you drive," grinned Inuyasha.
I just kept looking at my hamburger. I couldn't even tell if I was blushing at all, and if I was I don't know why. That conversation had felt very uncomfortable and I wanted to praise and strangle Shippo at the same time. I need to talk to Sango. Christmas was only 2 days away.......
Chichiri4488: I'm late again!
Shippo: And yet you're still going through that large homework pile.
Chichiri4488: This was a lucky chance, I thought this chapter might have to be moved till Sunday night or sometime next week. .;;;
Shippo: Though the chapter was slightly longer than usual. Not really, but still slightly.
Chichiri4488: Yeah, again lucky. I haven't had the best week. Forgive me reviewers!
Shippo: Thanks to those that have interestingly enough stayed with us.
Chichiri4488: Extra cookies for loyal reviewers!!!!!!!!!! ^______^
Shippo: Cookie!
Chichiri4488: Again, no one answered my question if they wanted to meet Inori or not. Do you people?
Shippo: There are these things you need to get done as well. **hands Chichiri a long list**
Chichiri4488: -_-;;; Ok. I need help on only a couple of these though. First- I want to attract more readers so therefore I am changing the prologue because I think it needs to be written better and help bring in readers so they might get a tad more interested. However, I want to know if you guys think I should change the summary of the story. Or is it already good so that more people will read it? And my previous question, Do you want to meet Inori?
Shippo: Anything else?
Chichiri4488: Sleep.... anime.... food.... ow...and that stupid list of things to do.
Shippo: ^^;;;; we'll be back as soon as we can!
Chichiri4488: I'm trying here! The car trip is coming soon! Probably the next chapter! Review please! If no one does then I wonder why I'm even taking my time to write this. Please review if you read!
^-^ ~Reviews are always welcome in my world~ ^-^
By Chichiri4488
Chichiri4488: No one responded to my question about Inori in the last authors note.
Shippo: Not many seem to read the author notes.
Chichiri4488: Well why do the readers think I write them here?!
Shippo: Entertainment purposes I guess. You must not be doing a very good job.
Chichiri4488: Oi. -_-;;;
Chapter 9
~ Spies, Bushes, and Go Karts~
"That hurt Sango-chan," I said putting the ice pack to my head. Having her phone collide with my skull was not on my agenda for the day.
"Your joke was cruel."
"But funny!" I said.
"Fine. It was funny, but cruel nonetheless." She said pulling out two cokes from the fridge. She put them in front of me with a bag of chips from the pantry.
"Wait. Who did you call for back up anyway?" I asked sipping on the coke.
"The only person I could think of."
"You don't mean-"
"Yes. I called..........him."
My eyes widened as the doorbell rang. Sango was desperate if she wanted fashion and date tips this badly. Will we come out of this alive? I can hope.
I looked to see Kohaku lead in Shippo.
"I am here to serve Miss Sango," he said. "Lead me to the problem."
I rolled my eyes at Shippo and Sango led him to her room. We both stood on each end of the closet watching him. Shippo held his hand under his chin in deep thought.
"Where are you going?" asked Shippo.
"To the New Sushi Bar close to the mall," Sango replied.
"The expensive one!?" he yelled.
"I think so," she blushed.
"Figures! Both of you are on your first real date and both are clueless! He wants to impress you by taking you somewhere nice apparently. Well then I have my work cut out for me!"
"What exactly should we do for her?" I asked.
"Anything and everything. But first the clothes!"
Shippo started pulling out everything from the closet. He'd look at the cloth and then throw it to the floor. Sango's closet was almost empty pretty soon.
"Sango! Everything is jeans and t-shirts! Aren't there things for special occasions? Dresses or skirts? Something?
"Yeah, there's a blouse and a skirt that you threw down long ago!" said Sango.
"We need fancy! Not to fancy, but fancy!" he said throwing another shirt to the floor. Then his eyes bulged out. "What is that?" he asked.
"That's the dress my dad gave me as a 'good grade' gift back in spring."
Shippo ran and hugged Sango then he grabbed me as well.
It was one big group hug where I couldn't even breathe.
"It's perfect!" he yelled, "Positively wonderfully perfect!"
"It's just a dress!" Sango squeaked from his arms next to me.
He let us both go and we gasped for precious air.
"Just a dress!? My friend that is a wonderful black dress that is perfect for your figure and the silver dragons on the side only aid to your fiery beauty!"
"You're scaring us here Shippo," I said.
"Put it on! Put it on! We have yet to do your hair and make up!" Shippo said pushing Sango out the door towards the bathroom.
"Make up!?" yelled Sango, "I do not wear make up!"
"You will, and you'll like it!"
"No! Kagome! Save me!"
"Gomen Sango-chan," I muttered.
"Traitor!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she yelled.
I am so dead when she comes out of there.
Shippo forced Sango into the bathroom where she finally locked the door to change. She was still yelling at him through the door though as we walked back over to me.
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?" I asked Shippo.
"Of course I do! I picked up everything I know from right up here," he grinned and pointed to his head.
"We're doomed."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"I have to hand it to you Shippo," said Sango, "You did a fantastic job!"
"Well it is me," he replied arrogantly. I hit him in the shoulder as he grinned at me.
Sango's dress had small sleeves and went down slightly passed her knees. Shippo had made her wear some light make up, and her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail.
Shippo and I did a pretty good job. ^________^
I heard the doorbell ring as I looked at Sango one last time.
"That'll be Miroku," she muttered nervously.
"We'll get an entrance read for you," I said leading Shippo to the front door.
Miroku stood there in a black silk dress shirt, unbuttoned slightly to the white shirt underneath. Black dress pants were worn as well. He looked right spiffy!
"Kagome? Shippo? What are you doing here?"
"You so owe me Miroku," said Shippo.
"Anyway!" I said, "Presenting Miss Sango!"
Sango came down the stairs nervously while Miroku's jaw dropped inch by inch.
I took his chin and clamped his mouth shut while he continued to stare at Sango. She just blushed and seemed to find the rug colors very intriguing.
"I love you Shippo," muttered Miroku staring at Sango. Her blush deepened as she met his eyes.
"Whoa! You're taking her out, not me," muttered Shippo.
I smacked his head while the other two walked out arm in arm.
"Abuse!"
"Shut up Shippo," I muttered, "Are you ready?"
"It's spy time," he grinned.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I crept along the side of the restaurant to turn my mirror towards the front doors.
"Target is proceeding toward the entrance," I whispered.
"Perfect," Shippo grinned.
"Why are we doing this again?" questioned Inuyasha.
"We have nothing else to do, not to mention we need to make sure they're doing fine on their date."
"Quiet! They're at their table! Move in," Shippo whispered.
We walked around to the back and crept over by the back doors to the kitchen. Everything was according to plan as we prepared to sneak in the back and sit at a table close to Miroku's if we could. There was only one problem.
"It's locked!" squeaked Shippo trying to pry the doors open.
"It'd be easy to break down, but I honestly don't want to buy a new door AND explain breaking and entering laws to cops," I said.
"I couldn't agree more," said Inuyasha.
"We'll have to try the front door," I muttered.
"I'll go first. They'll let me in knowing who I am," said Shippo.
"I beg your pardon?" asked Inuyasha.
"Act famous, maybe they'll believe me. Or I could outsmart them," he replied.
"If you fail, it's up to plan C," I said.
"What's plan C?" asked Inuyasha.
"We wing it."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Inuyasha and I watched as Shippo strolled into the sushi bar. He was walking with his arms swinging wide around, and looked drunk rather than 'famous'.
We also heard the conversation he tried to carry.
"Hello my good sir, I would like a single table for myself please," said Shippo with an accent.
"I'm sorry sir, but you must have a reservation."
"Reservation!? Don't you know who I am?" Shippo yelled.
"Who sir?"
Nice job Shippo.
"Brad Pitt?"
You have got to be kidding me.
"Who sir?"
"Brad Pitt! He's- I mean I'm an actor! I famous actor from America!"
He had to use actors from America.
I saw the waiter guy just giving a look of pure boredom directed at Shippo.
"Fine then. I didn't want to reveal this, but I'm actually Matt Damon."
"Well then Mr. Damon I'm sorry to report that I have to have security remove you."
"No wait! You see I'm Mel Gibson perhaps?" Shippo questioned.
"How about you be Mr. Runs-like-his-pants-are-on-fire?"
"Dude, that was lame." Said Shippo with a raised eyebrow.
The guy glared at him and Shippo ran out the door towards us.
"That guy was mean," said Shippo brushing his arms off.
"That was trying to outsmart him?" grinned Inuyasha.
"Oh shut up," he scowled, "Everyone has an off day."
"Oh crap," muttered Inuyasha. I followed his gaze towards the parking lot.
Oh crap.
"Hide!" said Inuyasha grabbing me around the waist and back into the alley unseen.
Shippo scrambled up beside us.
"Yeah sure, grab the girl!"
Sesshomaru, and the girl I assumed was Inori were walking up to the entrance of the restaurant.
"Now what?" asked Shippo. "We either get seen by Sesshomaru which will probably ruin his date and have him hang us later, or Miroku and Sango see us. Either way we die."
"He's right you know." I said to Inuyasha.
"I guarantee Sesshomaru will do more than hang us. He hasn't been able to see Inori in a while cause of their classes. We'd be tortured, then killed in horrible disgusting ways of doom and terror."
"Like the furby dolls," muttered Shippo. His eyes went wide. "Not furbies! Anything but a furby! Wasn't my past corrupted with those things enough to ban them from the earth!"
I looked at Inuyasha questioningly but he just muttered 'Long Story'. So I shrugged and came up with a brilliant idea if I do say so myself.
"I say we enjoy ourselves for the evening," I said.
Inuyasha then got his own brilliant idea.
"Let's hit the go kart track," Inuyasha grinned.
Yes! Go karts are fun! Slightly expensive but so much fun!
"I second that!" I said.
"I also agree, however even if I didn't we only have 3 people, and 2 out of 3 makes it unanimous," said Shippo.
"Just say yes Shippo." Inuyasha muttered.
"Yes sir!"
"I call shotgun!" I yelled diving into Inuyasha's car.
"Can I drive?" asked Shippo.
"No," said Inuyasha.
"Oh come on!"
"No."
"Please!?"
"No."
"But I-"
"No."
"Why?"
"One, I said so, two, it's my car, and three, I feel making it home alive tonight," said Inuyasha.
"How about I drive, and you still make it home alive?" Shippo questioned.
"I also want myself and my car home in one piece."
I honked the horn at them.
"I have a low attention span! The argument is not exactly keeping me occupied!"
"PMS Kag?" asked Shippo jumping into the car.
"No, I haven't had any sugar today actually," I grinned. "That's why I'm getting soda pop at the go kart track."
"I'll buy us some dinner there," said Inuyasha shrugging.
"You don't have to do that Inuyasha," I said.
"I know I don't have to, but I want to," he replied.
"I don't want you to feel to feel the want to buy me a meal," I said.
"Too bad, because I'm buying you dinner."
"Am I going to get fed on this trip?" asked Shippo.
"I'm buying all around, get over it," said Inuyasha.
I sat back and sighed, "Thank you Inuyasha."
He smiled me as the car pulled forward towards the track.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Shippo sped right by Inuyasha and I from our spot at the small restaurant at the go-kart track.
The place had a huge track that ran right by the 'restaurant' area. It was also interesting to know a place like this. You had to have a membership and pay when you came. When you signed up you had to have at least a driver's permit and take one of their tests as well as a form on dangers of crashing.
Right now Shippo was cruising the track for the next hour. Inuyasha and I had each had half an hour on the track and were ready to eat. Shippo had eaten and was now hitting the track to see how many times he could really circle the track in an hour. He was up to 3 times in 15 minutes out of his hour. That was pretty good since it was a big track.
Inuyasha sat at the table pushing fries and a hamburger towards me as he dug into his own. I took a sip of my soda and picked up a fry.
Cholesterol would be the death of me. Oh well.
"Food good?" he asked.
"Of course it is. So how come you wouldn't let Shippo drive?"
"It was my car, and I felt like sitting next to you," he replied.
"It was a rhetorical question, but why did you want to sit by me all of a sudden from one car ride," I asked looking at my burger.
"Is it wrong to want to sit by someone?"
"No. I was just curious if it was for a specific reason," I muttered.
"Should it be for a specific reason?" he asked looking towards the track.
"You tell me," I said.
"Well I-"
"They took me off the track!" yelled Shippo jumping into the seat next to me and Inuyasha. "They said I broke the speed limit!"
"How far over were you?" asked Inuyasha quickly.
"About 26 miles over," Shippo muttered in his pout. "They said I was hazard in a car to anyone that enjoyed life."
"This is why I don't let you drive," grinned Inuyasha.
I just kept looking at my hamburger. I couldn't even tell if I was blushing at all, and if I was I don't know why. That conversation had felt very uncomfortable and I wanted to praise and strangle Shippo at the same time. I need to talk to Sango. Christmas was only 2 days away.......
Chichiri4488: I'm late again!
Shippo: And yet you're still going through that large homework pile.
Chichiri4488: This was a lucky chance, I thought this chapter might have to be moved till Sunday night or sometime next week. .;;;
Shippo: Though the chapter was slightly longer than usual. Not really, but still slightly.
Chichiri4488: Yeah, again lucky. I haven't had the best week. Forgive me reviewers!
Shippo: Thanks to those that have interestingly enough stayed with us.
Chichiri4488: Extra cookies for loyal reviewers!!!!!!!!!! ^______^
Shippo: Cookie!
Chichiri4488: Again, no one answered my question if they wanted to meet Inori or not. Do you people?
Shippo: There are these things you need to get done as well. **hands Chichiri a long list**
Chichiri4488: -_-;;; Ok. I need help on only a couple of these though. First- I want to attract more readers so therefore I am changing the prologue because I think it needs to be written better and help bring in readers so they might get a tad more interested. However, I want to know if you guys think I should change the summary of the story. Or is it already good so that more people will read it? And my previous question, Do you want to meet Inori?
Shippo: Anything else?
Chichiri4488: Sleep.... anime.... food.... ow...and that stupid list of things to do.
Shippo: ^^;;;; we'll be back as soon as we can!
Chichiri4488: I'm trying here! The car trip is coming soon! Probably the next chapter! Review please! If no one does then I wonder why I'm even taking my time to write this. Please review if you read!
^-^ ~Reviews are always welcome in my world~ ^-^