Welcome to the last chapter in the yellow section!^_^ Yay! Oh, what's the yellow section? The sections are as follows:
Yellow- Don't detest each other, but they aren't very far from it. (second shortest)
Green- Goes from not really liking each other to becoming closer to friends. (longest, lots of cute stuffs.^-^ A bit of drama a bit later on too. A couple twists found here.)
Blue- Friends to a little more. (fourth shortest, has one MAJOR funny section worth a couple of chapters... at least.^_^)
Pink- Both start acknowledging their feelings, but the other doesn't quite know. (third shortest, most of the drama/angst goes here. A few major, really awesome twists are here too.^_^)
Clear- Oh yeah, the good stuff.^_^ (ending, shortest)
I have these highlighted in my notes to keep track of what stage Inu Yasha's in with Kagome.^_^; Miroku and Sango aren't that hard because they never REALLY hated each other, and aren't as stubborn as these two.^_^ That's why they come first; they're easier.^_~*
TalonKarrde- *protects you* Heh, yeah, Naraku would make a good, albeit dirty, lawyer.^_^;
Fairy-chan- Thank you so much!^_^ No worries, the story is almost completely an evolving Inu/Kag romance. I think it only fair to give Miroku and Sango a little time.^_~ *giggles* So yeah, no worries, PLENTLY of Inu/Kag goodness coming, promise.^_~
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any of the characters in it. If I did I'd be rich, but I'm not... and if I had lots of money I'd probably spend it on anime anyway so pleeaasseee, don't sue me.^_^ lol
Oh, and as always,
_= thoughts *_* = sound/ italicized "_" = speech
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Recap:
A timid voice broke him from his trance; "O... okay." It took Miroku a second to comprehend what she had said, and then it hit him like a ton of bricks. Sparks exploded in his mind as his eyes widened slightly, radiating surprise and true happiness from deep within the depths of the violet pools. His aura actually seemed to lighten as his spirits flew, soaring above anything he had ever known, and all of this for a once in a lifetime casual lunch. What would their first kiss do? A lunch here, a lunch there, and who knows, it could happen. As quickly as possible, he looped her arm through his, and headed out the door, Buyo's case in her hand and the raccoon's case in his. They got into Miroku's car, both nervous, and yet content at once, and went on their way.
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Well, that looked easy enough. Okay, so, she had the paper, the colored pencils, the compass... now wait a minute, where had the compass gone?
"Looking for something?" Souta smirked from her doorway and ran.
"SOUUUTTTAAA!!!!"
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Do the Math
Chapter 5: A Picture is Worth a Thousand Sits
What a day! Kagome mumbled under her breath as she put the finishing touches on her ying yang. She had chased her brother around for half the night yesterday and never actually did get her compass back. Just because he couldn't sleep didn't mean that he had to be such a pain. She sighed and smiled, gazing over her handy-work. It really did look like him. It hadn't quite measured up to what she was hoping for, but she liked it nonetheless. Taking a quick glance around the room, Kagome noticed that most of the people were leaving, or had already left. The once full room echoed the silence that followed each student out the door, as if reminding the world that we're all alone. The cold, gray floor tiles squeaked as the last couple people got up to distribute their trays in the bin next to the doors on either side of the room, and the tables, now covered in various colors of mush, stood taller than they had moments before. The cafeteria was creepy when she was alone. How late was it anyway? Her stomach rumbled, its demands finally being heard after being ignored for almost an hour; Kagome hadn't even touched her food yet. Not only that, but where was Sango? Come to think of it, Kagome hadn't seen her all day. Well, Sango would turn up eventually. She was probably working on a history assignment or something. What mattered right then was that lunch was almost over; she had better eat while she still could... if she could find her lunch. Wait, she didn't... a vague flashback of that morning raced before her eyes. The memories skid to a halt as soon as she reached the lunchroom and began working. Throughout all of it, there was no mention of food.
Great, not again. Kagome lay her head on the cold table, relishing the feel of the cool top against her warm flesh. It had been rather chilly outside, but inside it was almost like a sauna. There had been too many people not to warm up a room, no matter the size. As Kagome rose, grabbing her bag and heading towards the exit, the doors opened. She had never seen Sango so happy.
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"Sango!" She turned, immediately blushing. Miroku was running towards her, his big, quirky grin always in place, and his eyes twinkling with mischief. It would've been so perfect if only he hadn't taken the detour to ask the new foreign exchange student to bear his child. Sango's heart sank, pushing her anger further towards the surface. Only when he was done being beaten to a pulp did he come to her, and suddenly, that quirky grin didn't seem so great anymore.
"Why, lovely Sango, is there something the matter?" He just didn't get it did he?
"HENTAI!" Apparently not. After a sufficient clubbing, Sango grabbed his earlobe and began dragging him away.
"Ah, ah, ah, a, a, Sango, ow... where are we going?"
"Somewhere with less of a view." He just stared up at her, not worried or upset, as one might think, but with a smile. Just what was that remark supposed to mean? Maybe he'd win her yet.
The outside air was chilly as she pulled him onto the roof, her hand no longer on his ear, but by her side. The sky was sunny, but not bright; it seemed almost surreal. Colors of warmth, light, and happiness spread all around them, creating a beautiful tapestry of life and love, warmth and happiness, but the air wasn't warm; it was cold. The wind blew, moaning through the trees, causing them to shift and shake, their leaves spilling to the ground as if their very being was being split apart and deconstructed, creating an atmosphere that could chill one to the bones. Sango shivered and raised her arms to stroke each other. That's when she felt it, something warm draped over her shoulders.
He was watching the birds fly across the cerulean sky, seemingly passing through the wispy puffs we call clouds, and heading on their way again. How powerful would something have to be to force itself through something else and not lose momentum? The sunlight danced across the contours of his face, jumping from each earring to explode in a small ray of light on either his shoulder or hers. His violet eyes turned a murky lavender in thought, and everything about him seemed to shine, to emanate purity and goodness. For once, the name 'houshi' didn't seem like such a contradiction after all.
Her heart skipped a beat as he turned to face her, a true, radiant smile growing on his face, as would a child's to his mother. He looked content, happy, and peaceful, things that Sango both was and wasn't. Her pulse quickened as he reached across her shoulders and pulled the jacket around them closer to her body. She shivered unconsciously, and he wrapped his arms around her. They watched, contented, as the little kids played during their recess at the school next door. For a minute, Sango hoped that Kagome wouldn't worry about her, and that she was enjoying her lunch, but that thought was soon overwhelmed, and her attention was turned back to the one holding her in his arms.
"Miroku..."
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"Sango?" The demon huntress walked through the cafeteria doors as if walking on a cloud. Each step she took was gentle, graceful, and the look in her eyes told more of a far away land than the one they currently inhabited. The green uniform skirt she wore was blown around her by an unseen wind, and it reminded Kagome of the invisible force used to make super heroes look heroic. Now, how Sango got a hold of that, she'd never know; she was simply elated. Sango's lingering gaze pinpointed Kagome, and her chocolate eyes immediately cleared.
"Hey Kagome, what are you still doing in here? Lunch is over." She smiled a true, radiant smile. Something was up; Kagome hadn't seen her like this since before her parents had died. The two girls met and walked out the door and towards Kagome's locker, both noticing the awkward air surrounding them, but neither wanting to make the first move. As she walked, Kagome's ying yang slipped from her bag and drifted slowly to the floor. She turned, surprised at first, and then nodded gratefully. Miroku stood there, her ying yang in hand. She thanked him, but he wasn't looking at her. All three stood on another plane, in empty space. There was no sound, and no movement outside of the three, no world in which what they knew as reality existed. They were reality. Kagome swore that if Miroku ever groped another girl again, minus Sango that is, she'd personally beat the crap out of him. It was pretty obvious what was going on, and no one hurt her friends.
The arid tension was broken with the sound of the bell, signaling for all good students to o to class, and the "bad" ones to wait another five minutes or so. The noise of the hallway, once droned out, returned full blast and the three looked at each other. Sango laughed and hugged Kagome, wishing her a good class before scurrying off to science, Miroku in tow. Kagome laughed and shook her head; they were so cute together.^_^
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"You know, I made a ying yang too." Sango turned from her science book to look at Miroku as they walked.
"You're not in the class houshi; you're not even in their grade."
"So?" How could he get that grin of his to look so utterly innocent?
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"I hope ye all did last night's "fun" ho..." All of the students jumped when they heard a loud slapping sound.
"YEOWCH!" Kaede, Kagome, and Inu Yasha all sweatdropped.
Won't he ever learn?
"As I was saying," Mrs. Miko stole a quick glance at the door, as if daring them to interrupt her again, "I hope that ye have all done thy homework, fore today we present thy ying yangs." A collective groan filled the classroom. Since it was obvious that no one would volunteer to present theirs, Mrs. Miko chose the first student she came across.
"Kagome, please explain thy ying yang to the class." Some soft snickers and a very audible "Keh." Was heard from the class as Kagome walked up the aisle. She was thankful that she had taken her lunchtime to finish hers, especially now, but she still wasn't exactly sure how they'd like it. Although it did look like him, what would they think? She got to the front of the classroom and turned to face all of the half bored, half relieved faces, and smiled, something that seemed to shock the majority of them. Who would smile about having to present first?
"I call it 'Food for Thought'." All of the kids in the class began to chuckle a little. Kagome had drawn a beautifully realistic representation of a fat Buyo vs. a skinny Buyo. On the left side was Buyo as a kitten, small, skinny, his brown and black spots seemed to practically merge together against his white background coat. He was stretched out on the carpet, reaching towards the small circle on that side, a ball of yarn that had been slightly unraveled from being playing with. On the right side was the present day Buyo. He no longer fit completely into the side of the ying yang, and his spots, which had been so close together, were now so far apart that you could go half of the side without seeing more than one. Instead of the yarn ball as before, he was reaching for a rice ball, completing the "food for thought" idea.
Whereas the class and Mrs. Miko thought it was funny, Inu Yasha had other ideas. He scoffed, turning and pouting stubbornly as the other kids chuckled. Kagome sighed; did he *always* have to act like a tough guy? Meanwhile, Kaede had caught on to Inu's little show, and had decided to call on him next.
"Inu Yasha, would ye like to present yours as well?"
"Sure." He smiled and Kagome fumed. She took her seat as he rose, flashing a haughty, "mine is so much better" sort of grin that made Kagome want to punch him. Who was this jerk anyway? Who did he think he was?
Lightning erupted through the bright blue sky and warm sun outside of the building, catching a tree on fire and scaring the class half to death. Quiet murmurs echoed through the room as Inu Yasha got up in front of the class. Math was the only non-physical subject that Inu Yasha was good at, in fact, he was at the top of their class, but never, not once, did he willingly present something. To see him in front of the class was not only unusual, but a few kids practically ran screaming from the room, convinced that the world was coming to an end. It was unnatural, unheard of, the balance of the world had been shifted. *This* was a Kodak moment. (I don't own Kodak either.^_^; lol) The noises and hushed whispers died down as he cleared his throat; the end was near. Slowly, as most of the students trembled, Inu pulled out his ying yang and held it for all to see. His self-righteous grin seemed insatiable as it fed off of the "ooh"s and "aahh"s from the boys in the class, while the girls just analyzed it intently. The actual drawing was quite amazing. He seemed to be well skilled as an artist, a nice trait for one to have. As for the content, well, the boys seemed to appreciate the massive amount of gore and the high demon population covering both sides of the circle. Even Kagome had to admit, crude as it was, it was quite beautiful.
"See, mine's better." Now, she just had to wonder; why is it that every time she had a nice thought about him, he had to go and say something stupid?
"At least mine's real." He glared at her.
"Who says mine isn't?"
"Monsters aren't real."
"They're demons, and why don't you look in the mirror some time." In truth, she had deserved that, but it hadn't made it hurt any less. Actually, it hadn't hurt as much as it had pissed her off. Every student in the class took a quick intake of breath as Kagome rose to meet Inu's insult. The two proved to be evenly matched, however, and nothing would stop their string of insults, not even the teacher herself. Arrows flew, pinning each to an opposite wall, but they only yelled louder, bridging the distance with their voices. There seemed to be no end, no way to subdue the two bickering teens, and so, Kaede did what was most effective... and amusing.
"Why do you even care?!"
"I don't!"
"Well fine then!"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"Fi..."
"Ahem, if ye be finished flirting now..." Both teens stopped abruptly, their faces immediately heating, causing them both to look more like tomatoes than the two indignant children they had been acting like. As if on cue, they both jumped and pointed at one another.
"He/ She did it!" Growling, Kagome laid her most menacing glare on Inu and, seeing it returned full force, had no other option other than using her secret weapon. She didn't want to use it here; it was too cruel. Oh well, he deserved it.^_^
"Sit!" The class was quiet for but a moment before the entire room broke into laughter. Inu Yasha had hesitated at first, but then had freed himself and sat down at Kagome's feet.
"Woof." People fell out of their desks laughing, some red in the face, all out of breath. It was the most humiliating thing anyone had ever seen, and they weren't likely to forget this ever. Where was a camera when you needed one? *snap* Oh, there it was! Inu Yasha just sat there. If not for the flames of feral anger burning from his sockets, threatening to scorch anyone who came close to him, he would've looked an awful lot like a kicked puppy. Now that she actually thought about it, his flames of death (awww, flames of death. ^-^) were actually kind of cute, but he wouldn't get off that easy. Kagome really would've felt bad for him, but it was too funny. She'd have her guilt trip later.
"I hate you." Kagome only grinned and let him up.
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Miroku trailed Inu Yasha down the halls after school, not exactly knowing why his friend was in such a bad mood, but knowing that Kagome was to blame. It must've been awfully good to piss him off that much... he'd get the details from Sango later.
They stopped at Inu Yasha's locker so he could grab a few books. When he touched the math book, Inu yanked his hand away from it as if it had bitten him. Mumbling a few choice obscenities, he grabbed the book and roughly shoved it into his backpack, beginning their march out of the school once again.
The two passed a couple of students leaning on the railing outside of the front doors. One, Miroku noticed, was a lovely blond with...
"Did you hear about it?"
"Yeah, I heard that Inu Yasha not only presented in class and insulted a student, but that he sat down and barked like a dog at their feet!" Both students started laughing again, taking no heed to the boys behind them. Fuming, Inu Yasha stormed past, not even bothering to wait for Miroku. Tomorrow he'd beat the crap out of anyone who made fun of him, but he was too pissed today. Beating people up was one thing, but killing them was totally another. After a few minutes, he had finally reached his destination and found Sesshoumaru waiting for him. Not bothering to sit around and invite a snide remark from his brother, Inu Yasha was getting into the car when Miroku ran up, and decided to pop the question.
"The bet?"
"Bite me." Miroku grinned so widely that it could've touched the sky if let loose. No person on the planet, no matter how dense, could mistake the look of lechery in his eyes. "Don't even think about it." Slamming the door, Inu Yasha and Sesshoumaru drove away, leaving nothing but a couple of laughing kids, and a dust covered, grinning Miroku in their wake.