Author's Notes: Don't expect this level of speediness in the near
future. I'm a little under the weather right now, so all I'm able to do
is sit, think, and write.
Rather than wait until the end of the story to do shout-outs to my reviewers, I'm just going to start doing it at the end of every chapter. Makes it less complicated.
If any of you haven't noticed, I finally got that bonus up in Let the Music Be Your Master. It's in the chapter 22 space.
Well, moving on...
Lights, Camera, Action!
Chapter 2- Putting On a Show
Kagome combed her hair out in front of the mirror on her dresser as she and Sango got ready for bed. There was still something on her mind, though. "Sango?"
The other girl looked up from her bed where she was reading a martial arts magazine. "What's up?"
"You told me earlier that there was some kind of incident that made Kikyo break up with Inuyasha. What happened exactly?" It had been nagging at the back of her mind all night. Based on how hard Inuyasha seemed to be taking it, they must have been pretty close. So it would take one hell of an "incident" to break them up.
Sango paused looking a little uncomfortable. "Actually, I think it would be better if you get that from Inuyasha when you two make peace. It's kind of a touchy subject and we all promised him we'd just give him some space and let him cope. To be honest, I shouldn't even have told you as much as I already have."
Kagome was a little disappointed, but she knew that Sango was only doing this as a favor to her friend. She couldn't begrudge that. "Alright. What about Shippo and Miroku, by the way? What are they like?"
Sango smiled softly and set her magazine down on her endtable. "Well, Shippo is a little prankster. He's always having fun. Just so you know, that whole innocent look he puts up is just an act. He's much smarter than he lets on."
Kagome giggled a little at that. He was going to be fun to work with. She wondered if she might be able to help him out doing his comedy show. "And what about Miroku?"
Sango frowned slightly at that. "He's a friend, but... good god, that man is so frustrating," she practically growled through clenched teeth. "He's a shameless flirt and I swear he sometimes can't tell the difference between right and wrong."
Kagome was hardly expecting a response like that. "He can't be all bad can he?"
She simply recieved a look from Sango that screamed 'Oh, it gets worse.'
"He can?"
"The problem is that he's got a lot of charm and a talent for smooth-talking people. And he knows it. And no matter what, he never seems to learn his lesson. In the four years we've known each other, he's never missed an opportunity to grope me."
Kagome was more than a little surprised by that. "You've gotta be kidding... Right?"
"I wish I was," Sango said with a huff. "I've threatened to sue him twice but he doesn't seem to get the message."
"Then why don't you just put a stop to it once and for all? He shouldn't be allowed to get away with that."
Sango just frowned and drew her knees up to her chest, hugging them. She wasn't in time to hide that blush on her face, though. "Or maybe you don't want to," Kagome said teasingly.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Sango asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Maybe you don't want to stop him?" Kagome continued. This was just too rich.
"Bullshit!" Sango snapped. "I just... I just wish there was something I could do about him. Argh, that man is so infuriating, I just can't figure him out!"
This just kept getting better and better. "Nice dodge. Though you seem to think an awful lot about him."
"I do not think he's cute!" Sango snapped before realizing her mistake.
"I never said you thought he was cute, just that you seemed to think about him a lot." Well, this was fun, but Sango's temper looked about ready to blow. Better call it quits. That girl looked strong enough to snap Kagome over her knee. "Anyway, I'm calling it a night. Talk to you in the morning, Sango."
Without looking back, Kagome hopped into bed and snuggled into the blanket. Tomorrow was going to be a lot of fun. She just had to see if she could succeed in keeping Miroku at bay and Inuyasha calm. Of course, she always did like a challenge.
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In general, Kagome was a very punctual girl. Except for two things. Weekends and making guys wait when it amused her. Seeing as it was Saturday, she really had no intention of getting up before 11, which left her time to get a shower and get dressed to go to the studio. So you can imagine her surprise to be shaken awake by Sango at a time she knew was too early.
"Kagome, get up! We're meeting the guys downstairs in an hour!"
That got her attention. Kagome immediately sat up and looked at her alarm clock. Wait one minute... "Sango, it's 9:30. I thought you said we didn't have to be at the station until noon."
Sango then gave an impish smile. "Yeah, but with you teasing me last night, I neglected to mention that we always meet for brunch on Saturdays at 10:30 to plan out the day. It's a tradition we've had since last year."
Karma was a pain in the ass. Kagome squirmed out of bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. This was going to take some getting used to.
It was still early enough that the communal showers on her floor of the dorms were empty. Which was good because she liked to ease into a new setting before having to deal with sharing it with an abundance of people. A quick shower and a change of clothes later, and she decided to spend the remaining half-hour before she had to leave with Sango channel-surfing.
It figured of course that nothing was on. "Sango?"
Her roommate looked up at her from the bed where she was once again buried in a magazine. "What's up, Kagome?"
"I just thought I'd ask something. Inuyasha... He doesn't seem like a bad guy. How do you think I can get him to quit being so hostile?"
Sango half-smiled and rolled his eyes. "Try to be nice to him without getting in his face about it. And don't compliment him too often. He's terrible at taking compliments. That's all I can tell you for now. Out of curiosity, why are you so interested? He can't be the first guy you've ever met with a bad attitude."
Kagome wasn't quite prepared to answer that question. "I guess it's just because we're going to be working together. I don't want him to be too much of a pain to be around."
She didn't know if Sango would buy that, but the other girl simply half-smiled. "Yeah, I can understand that."
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Miroku headed back to the table that was unofficially "theirs." The TV club had been there every Saturday as soon as the dining hall opened and sat at the same table. It got to the point where people just sort of gravitated to every other seat.
Shippo was already seated with a light breakfast. Kagome and Sango weren't far behind. And Inuyasha was still piling his tray up. One of the good things about this college was that for each meal you payed for on your student ID, the only limit to the amount of food you could take was how much you could actually eat. And that meant Inuyasha could afford to stuff his face every Saturday and not have to worry about points or some other silly system.
When all five people were gathered at the table, Miroku chose to speak first. "So guys, what do we have this week?"
"Well," Sango began, "for news we have to make mention of this week's events. First there's the student gay pride picnic on Monday. There's jazz night at the pub on Tuesday. After that is Surf'n'Turf Night on Friday. And we might as well throw in a plug for Inuyasha. When did you say you're broadcasting?"
Inuyasha looked up from a mouthful of pancakes, washing them down with a glass of milk. "Sunday at 10 PM," he said levelly.
Miroku was impressed. After last night and now having to sit next to Kagome who had so successfully gotten his back up by standing up to him, Inuyasha was reasonably level-headed this morning. Better not comment on it though.
Shippo picked up where Sango left off. "Also, the anime, X-Box, and D&D clubs are all having their first meetings this week, so we'll need to bring that up." One thing about Redrock was that it was heavily steeped in modern counterculture despite its old-fashioned exterior.
"Not to mention the martial arts club just announced this morning that our first tournament is coming up in October," Inuyasha added.
"Okay, good," Miroku said. "Anything else happening?" Everyone but Kagome simply shook their collective heads, and Kagome gave a very obvious look to say she had no idea what was going on around the campus yet. "Well, we'll just have to try and stretch that out for a half-hour."
"Let me worry about that," Sango said from her seat. She continued picking at her blueberry muffin for a minute, which brought a few dirty thoughts to Miroku's mind before he shook his head to clear it. "What have we got for reviews?"
"Well," Shippo started. "I saw I, Robot the other day. It sucked."
"Shippo," Miroku said with a light roll of his eyes, "I don't think there's anyone at this table who didn't already figure that out."
"Tell me something I don't know," Sango quipped with a smirk. "How about you Inuyasha?"
"All I got this week is another CD," he said flatly. "Blind Guardian, Night at the Opera."
Sango sighed with slight frustration. "Inuyasha, I don't want to rag on you or anything, but you never review anything a little more current. That album came out two years ago."
Inuyasha just rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Fine. I'll go see The Village on opening night and review that. Happy?"
"Yes," she said simply. "Miroku, what about you?"
"I know I may sound a little like Inuyasha," Miroku started, which got him a raised middle finger and a stifled giggle from Kagome (which he noted for future reference), "but I finally got the Universal Studios Classic Monsters set off of e-Bay. I've spent the last week watching them. I just have to review that set."
Sango paused thoughtfully for a minute. "Alright, but don't make a habit out of it."
"You're only letting him because you want to watch those movies, too" Inuyasha said with a smirk.
Sango blushed a little, much to Miroku's delight. He doubted anyone knew it, but he was slowly starting to become drawn toward Sango. It wasn't just another flirt. She was beautiful, athletic, smart, had a fighting spirit... and probably the best body he'd ever seen in his life. Unfortunately, Miroku realized that he was getting a little carried away and was leaning out of his seat a little too close to Sango and looking straight down her shirt.
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Inuyasha looked up from his food at the sound of a loud whack and the dull thud of a body hitting the floor. Sango was once more looking pissed off and Miroku was trying to climb back into his seat. "You never learn, do you?" Inuyasha felt it a little hard to believe that Miroku never seemed to wise up despite his repeated maimings.
"At least I can appreciate a good-looking woman," he countered calmly. Sango slapped him upside the head for that, but the years of beatings had given Miroku a high threshold for pain and he simply shrugged it off. "You on the other hand have one sitting right next to you and you haven't looked at her once."
Inuyasha felt a slight recoil at that one. He glanced over at Kagome and their eyes met for a moment. For an instant, he felt himself captivated by those grey eyes. There was just something about her. Then he realized just what he was doing. They both blushed at once and looked back at their trays. Inuyasha decided to try and scramble for a recovery. "Unlike you, Miroku, I have some self-control."
"Aha," Miroku said triumphantly, "so you do think Kagome is beautiful!"
Damn him! "I didn't say that," Inuyasha snarled back.
"But you didn't not say it, either," Miroku returned.
Shippo thankfully butted in to stop it before things got worse. "Miroku, you may want to ease off. Inuyasha is almost as good at vengeance as me. Remember what he did to Cliff and his buddies last semester?"
Inuyasha smirked at that as Miroku shuddered and nodded in acquiescence. That was one of his finer moments.
"Who's Cliff?" Kagome asked.
"Cliff Harris is on the football team," Shippo answered. "He was messing with Inuyasha last year, so he decided to get even. The team all lived on the same dorm floor. We just got one of our friends to open the door for us from the inside around dawn and Inuyasha snuck in with a pair of latex gloves, about a pound of tiger balm and another couple pounds of itching powder he bought off of me."
"A little old-fashioned," Miroku commented, "smearing the tiger balm on the toilet seats and applying the itching powder to the toilet paper and all the door handles. But it was classic."
"Totally classic," Shippo corrected.
Inuyasha gave a high five to both of his male friends. Yes, that was truly something to remember. He had hung out in the commons of the dorm for another couple hours to hear his handiwork take effect. Too bad he didn't have a tape recorder right then.
He was surprised to hear Kagome laughing beside him. He looked over to her as she tried to take a sip of orange juice to settle her laughter. "I'm sorry. Normally, I wouldn't be laughing at them like that, but that is just too good."
Okay, maybe she wasn't so bad and those parakeets were going to start flying out of his ass.
"By the way, Kagome," Sango cut in, "do you have anything you'd like to contribute to this week's review show?"
Kagome shook her head slightly. "No, but if you guys are still interested, I have a few ideas for some shows I wanted to do."
"Such as?" Inuyasha asked almost challengingly. He was a little surprised when Kagome reached into her back pocket and pulled out a handful of note cards and passed them around the table. Inuyasha got three. On each card was written a title for a show and a synopsis. As he looked through them, he felt his eyes drift back up to Kagome.
"You came up with these?"
"Yup," she said proudly. "Though I'm not the best writer. I'd need some help writing up new material for each one of these shows."
"I think we can definately help you out there," Miroku said with a smile.
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Sango continued looking through the four cards she was handed. She couldn't believe this. Maybe not all of these shows were feasible with the current budget, but Kagome was just what they needed. She snatched Miroku's three cards out of his hand and read over them as well. "Kagome, how soon do you think we can start working on these?"
Kagome looked a little surprised by Sango's enthusiasm, but smiled proudly. "We can get to work on the writing today if you guys want."
"Excellent!" Sango shouted, drawing a few stares from the enarby tables. But screw them, it wasn't their business. "Gentlemen," she said, addressing the other three boys, "I believe we've finally found our new Creative Director."
Shippo and Miroku high-fived each other from across the table and even Inuyasha tried to hide a small smile by idly scratching at his jaw. She saw Kagome once more looking a little out of the loop. "You see, Kagome, one of the things we're doing to try and get our new budget for next semester approved is trying to make ourselves look more organized. So we gave each other titles. I'm Editor-in-Chief. Shippo is our Technical Director. Inuyasha is Talent. And Miroku is our Producer. We need a Creative Director to round things off, though, and you've just come in and filled that position for us."
Kagome broke into a huge smile. "Oh that's great! Thank you Sango!"
Sango had to laugh a little. "Hey, you're the one who just gave us stuff we can put on the air. Now, let's start planning this out. First we need to figure out which one will be the easiest to do and put the rest in ascending order. That way, we can figure out what we can create and how much time and effort we'll need."
The five of them spent another hour planning things out. Even Inuyasha contributed, pointing out one show in particular that he wanted to do. This was so cool! One of Sango's dreams was to have her own TV station or film studio after graduation. Maybe with this group she could realize that dream.
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Author's Notes: Well, there's another one done. Believe it or not, the setting of Redrock College is based on my own school in Maryland. I hate big universities.
Anyway, I said I would give a quick shout-out to my reviewers. All three of them.
Cynical Chaos: Thank you. I'm hoping to get them better than I did in Let the Music Be Your Master. A lot of screw-ups in that one.
Em Starcatcher: Remember the male ego. Be careful not to inflate me too much. ;)
Araine: Thank you for the praise, though I have to say that you haven't figured me out. I won't be doing something like that. You're free to keep guessing, though.
Rather than wait until the end of the story to do shout-outs to my reviewers, I'm just going to start doing it at the end of every chapter. Makes it less complicated.
If any of you haven't noticed, I finally got that bonus up in Let the Music Be Your Master. It's in the chapter 22 space.
Well, moving on...
Lights, Camera, Action!
Chapter 2- Putting On a Show
Kagome combed her hair out in front of the mirror on her dresser as she and Sango got ready for bed. There was still something on her mind, though. "Sango?"
The other girl looked up from her bed where she was reading a martial arts magazine. "What's up?"
"You told me earlier that there was some kind of incident that made Kikyo break up with Inuyasha. What happened exactly?" It had been nagging at the back of her mind all night. Based on how hard Inuyasha seemed to be taking it, they must have been pretty close. So it would take one hell of an "incident" to break them up.
Sango paused looking a little uncomfortable. "Actually, I think it would be better if you get that from Inuyasha when you two make peace. It's kind of a touchy subject and we all promised him we'd just give him some space and let him cope. To be honest, I shouldn't even have told you as much as I already have."
Kagome was a little disappointed, but she knew that Sango was only doing this as a favor to her friend. She couldn't begrudge that. "Alright. What about Shippo and Miroku, by the way? What are they like?"
Sango smiled softly and set her magazine down on her endtable. "Well, Shippo is a little prankster. He's always having fun. Just so you know, that whole innocent look he puts up is just an act. He's much smarter than he lets on."
Kagome giggled a little at that. He was going to be fun to work with. She wondered if she might be able to help him out doing his comedy show. "And what about Miroku?"
Sango frowned slightly at that. "He's a friend, but... good god, that man is so frustrating," she practically growled through clenched teeth. "He's a shameless flirt and I swear he sometimes can't tell the difference between right and wrong."
Kagome was hardly expecting a response like that. "He can't be all bad can he?"
She simply recieved a look from Sango that screamed 'Oh, it gets worse.'
"He can?"
"The problem is that he's got a lot of charm and a talent for smooth-talking people. And he knows it. And no matter what, he never seems to learn his lesson. In the four years we've known each other, he's never missed an opportunity to grope me."
Kagome was more than a little surprised by that. "You've gotta be kidding... Right?"
"I wish I was," Sango said with a huff. "I've threatened to sue him twice but he doesn't seem to get the message."
"Then why don't you just put a stop to it once and for all? He shouldn't be allowed to get away with that."
Sango just frowned and drew her knees up to her chest, hugging them. She wasn't in time to hide that blush on her face, though. "Or maybe you don't want to," Kagome said teasingly.
"And what is that supposed to mean?" Sango asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Maybe you don't want to stop him?" Kagome continued. This was just too rich.
"Bullshit!" Sango snapped. "I just... I just wish there was something I could do about him. Argh, that man is so infuriating, I just can't figure him out!"
This just kept getting better and better. "Nice dodge. Though you seem to think an awful lot about him."
"I do not think he's cute!" Sango snapped before realizing her mistake.
"I never said you thought he was cute, just that you seemed to think about him a lot." Well, this was fun, but Sango's temper looked about ready to blow. Better call it quits. That girl looked strong enough to snap Kagome over her knee. "Anyway, I'm calling it a night. Talk to you in the morning, Sango."
Without looking back, Kagome hopped into bed and snuggled into the blanket. Tomorrow was going to be a lot of fun. She just had to see if she could succeed in keeping Miroku at bay and Inuyasha calm. Of course, she always did like a challenge.
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In general, Kagome was a very punctual girl. Except for two things. Weekends and making guys wait when it amused her. Seeing as it was Saturday, she really had no intention of getting up before 11, which left her time to get a shower and get dressed to go to the studio. So you can imagine her surprise to be shaken awake by Sango at a time she knew was too early.
"Kagome, get up! We're meeting the guys downstairs in an hour!"
That got her attention. Kagome immediately sat up and looked at her alarm clock. Wait one minute... "Sango, it's 9:30. I thought you said we didn't have to be at the station until noon."
Sango then gave an impish smile. "Yeah, but with you teasing me last night, I neglected to mention that we always meet for brunch on Saturdays at 10:30 to plan out the day. It's a tradition we've had since last year."
Karma was a pain in the ass. Kagome squirmed out of bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. This was going to take some getting used to.
It was still early enough that the communal showers on her floor of the dorms were empty. Which was good because she liked to ease into a new setting before having to deal with sharing it with an abundance of people. A quick shower and a change of clothes later, and she decided to spend the remaining half-hour before she had to leave with Sango channel-surfing.
It figured of course that nothing was on. "Sango?"
Her roommate looked up at her from the bed where she was once again buried in a magazine. "What's up, Kagome?"
"I just thought I'd ask something. Inuyasha... He doesn't seem like a bad guy. How do you think I can get him to quit being so hostile?"
Sango half-smiled and rolled his eyes. "Try to be nice to him without getting in his face about it. And don't compliment him too often. He's terrible at taking compliments. That's all I can tell you for now. Out of curiosity, why are you so interested? He can't be the first guy you've ever met with a bad attitude."
Kagome wasn't quite prepared to answer that question. "I guess it's just because we're going to be working together. I don't want him to be too much of a pain to be around."
She didn't know if Sango would buy that, but the other girl simply half-smiled. "Yeah, I can understand that."
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Miroku headed back to the table that was unofficially "theirs." The TV club had been there every Saturday as soon as the dining hall opened and sat at the same table. It got to the point where people just sort of gravitated to every other seat.
Shippo was already seated with a light breakfast. Kagome and Sango weren't far behind. And Inuyasha was still piling his tray up. One of the good things about this college was that for each meal you payed for on your student ID, the only limit to the amount of food you could take was how much you could actually eat. And that meant Inuyasha could afford to stuff his face every Saturday and not have to worry about points or some other silly system.
When all five people were gathered at the table, Miroku chose to speak first. "So guys, what do we have this week?"
"Well," Sango began, "for news we have to make mention of this week's events. First there's the student gay pride picnic on Monday. There's jazz night at the pub on Tuesday. After that is Surf'n'Turf Night on Friday. And we might as well throw in a plug for Inuyasha. When did you say you're broadcasting?"
Inuyasha looked up from a mouthful of pancakes, washing them down with a glass of milk. "Sunday at 10 PM," he said levelly.
Miroku was impressed. After last night and now having to sit next to Kagome who had so successfully gotten his back up by standing up to him, Inuyasha was reasonably level-headed this morning. Better not comment on it though.
Shippo picked up where Sango left off. "Also, the anime, X-Box, and D&D clubs are all having their first meetings this week, so we'll need to bring that up." One thing about Redrock was that it was heavily steeped in modern counterculture despite its old-fashioned exterior.
"Not to mention the martial arts club just announced this morning that our first tournament is coming up in October," Inuyasha added.
"Okay, good," Miroku said. "Anything else happening?" Everyone but Kagome simply shook their collective heads, and Kagome gave a very obvious look to say she had no idea what was going on around the campus yet. "Well, we'll just have to try and stretch that out for a half-hour."
"Let me worry about that," Sango said from her seat. She continued picking at her blueberry muffin for a minute, which brought a few dirty thoughts to Miroku's mind before he shook his head to clear it. "What have we got for reviews?"
"Well," Shippo started. "I saw I, Robot the other day. It sucked."
"Shippo," Miroku said with a light roll of his eyes, "I don't think there's anyone at this table who didn't already figure that out."
"Tell me something I don't know," Sango quipped with a smirk. "How about you Inuyasha?"
"All I got this week is another CD," he said flatly. "Blind Guardian, Night at the Opera."
Sango sighed with slight frustration. "Inuyasha, I don't want to rag on you or anything, but you never review anything a little more current. That album came out two years ago."
Inuyasha just rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Fine. I'll go see The Village on opening night and review that. Happy?"
"Yes," she said simply. "Miroku, what about you?"
"I know I may sound a little like Inuyasha," Miroku started, which got him a raised middle finger and a stifled giggle from Kagome (which he noted for future reference), "but I finally got the Universal Studios Classic Monsters set off of e-Bay. I've spent the last week watching them. I just have to review that set."
Sango paused thoughtfully for a minute. "Alright, but don't make a habit out of it."
"You're only letting him because you want to watch those movies, too" Inuyasha said with a smirk.
Sango blushed a little, much to Miroku's delight. He doubted anyone knew it, but he was slowly starting to become drawn toward Sango. It wasn't just another flirt. She was beautiful, athletic, smart, had a fighting spirit... and probably the best body he'd ever seen in his life. Unfortunately, Miroku realized that he was getting a little carried away and was leaning out of his seat a little too close to Sango and looking straight down her shirt.
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Inuyasha looked up from his food at the sound of a loud whack and the dull thud of a body hitting the floor. Sango was once more looking pissed off and Miroku was trying to climb back into his seat. "You never learn, do you?" Inuyasha felt it a little hard to believe that Miroku never seemed to wise up despite his repeated maimings.
"At least I can appreciate a good-looking woman," he countered calmly. Sango slapped him upside the head for that, but the years of beatings had given Miroku a high threshold for pain and he simply shrugged it off. "You on the other hand have one sitting right next to you and you haven't looked at her once."
Inuyasha felt a slight recoil at that one. He glanced over at Kagome and their eyes met for a moment. For an instant, he felt himself captivated by those grey eyes. There was just something about her. Then he realized just what he was doing. They both blushed at once and looked back at their trays. Inuyasha decided to try and scramble for a recovery. "Unlike you, Miroku, I have some self-control."
"Aha," Miroku said triumphantly, "so you do think Kagome is beautiful!"
Damn him! "I didn't say that," Inuyasha snarled back.
"But you didn't not say it, either," Miroku returned.
Shippo thankfully butted in to stop it before things got worse. "Miroku, you may want to ease off. Inuyasha is almost as good at vengeance as me. Remember what he did to Cliff and his buddies last semester?"
Inuyasha smirked at that as Miroku shuddered and nodded in acquiescence. That was one of his finer moments.
"Who's Cliff?" Kagome asked.
"Cliff Harris is on the football team," Shippo answered. "He was messing with Inuyasha last year, so he decided to get even. The team all lived on the same dorm floor. We just got one of our friends to open the door for us from the inside around dawn and Inuyasha snuck in with a pair of latex gloves, about a pound of tiger balm and another couple pounds of itching powder he bought off of me."
"A little old-fashioned," Miroku commented, "smearing the tiger balm on the toilet seats and applying the itching powder to the toilet paper and all the door handles. But it was classic."
"Totally classic," Shippo corrected.
Inuyasha gave a high five to both of his male friends. Yes, that was truly something to remember. He had hung out in the commons of the dorm for another couple hours to hear his handiwork take effect. Too bad he didn't have a tape recorder right then.
He was surprised to hear Kagome laughing beside him. He looked over to her as she tried to take a sip of orange juice to settle her laughter. "I'm sorry. Normally, I wouldn't be laughing at them like that, but that is just too good."
Okay, maybe she wasn't so bad and those parakeets were going to start flying out of his ass.
"By the way, Kagome," Sango cut in, "do you have anything you'd like to contribute to this week's review show?"
Kagome shook her head slightly. "No, but if you guys are still interested, I have a few ideas for some shows I wanted to do."
"Such as?" Inuyasha asked almost challengingly. He was a little surprised when Kagome reached into her back pocket and pulled out a handful of note cards and passed them around the table. Inuyasha got three. On each card was written a title for a show and a synopsis. As he looked through them, he felt his eyes drift back up to Kagome.
"You came up with these?"
"Yup," she said proudly. "Though I'm not the best writer. I'd need some help writing up new material for each one of these shows."
"I think we can definately help you out there," Miroku said with a smile.
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Sango continued looking through the four cards she was handed. She couldn't believe this. Maybe not all of these shows were feasible with the current budget, but Kagome was just what they needed. She snatched Miroku's three cards out of his hand and read over them as well. "Kagome, how soon do you think we can start working on these?"
Kagome looked a little surprised by Sango's enthusiasm, but smiled proudly. "We can get to work on the writing today if you guys want."
"Excellent!" Sango shouted, drawing a few stares from the enarby tables. But screw them, it wasn't their business. "Gentlemen," she said, addressing the other three boys, "I believe we've finally found our new Creative Director."
Shippo and Miroku high-fived each other from across the table and even Inuyasha tried to hide a small smile by idly scratching at his jaw. She saw Kagome once more looking a little out of the loop. "You see, Kagome, one of the things we're doing to try and get our new budget for next semester approved is trying to make ourselves look more organized. So we gave each other titles. I'm Editor-in-Chief. Shippo is our Technical Director. Inuyasha is Talent. And Miroku is our Producer. We need a Creative Director to round things off, though, and you've just come in and filled that position for us."
Kagome broke into a huge smile. "Oh that's great! Thank you Sango!"
Sango had to laugh a little. "Hey, you're the one who just gave us stuff we can put on the air. Now, let's start planning this out. First we need to figure out which one will be the easiest to do and put the rest in ascending order. That way, we can figure out what we can create and how much time and effort we'll need."
The five of them spent another hour planning things out. Even Inuyasha contributed, pointing out one show in particular that he wanted to do. This was so cool! One of Sango's dreams was to have her own TV station or film studio after graduation. Maybe with this group she could realize that dream.
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Author's Notes: Well, there's another one done. Believe it or not, the setting of Redrock College is based on my own school in Maryland. I hate big universities.
Anyway, I said I would give a quick shout-out to my reviewers. All three of them.
Cynical Chaos: Thank you. I'm hoping to get them better than I did in Let the Music Be Your Master. A lot of screw-ups in that one.
Em Starcatcher: Remember the male ego. Be careful not to inflate me too much. ;)
Araine: Thank you for the praise, though I have to say that you haven't figured me out. I won't be doing something like that. You're free to keep guessing, though.