Disclaimers: I don't own Inu-Yasha, no matter how much I wish I did. L
Chapter Three: Double Whammy Wednesday
"KAGOME!" Inu-Yasha's voice echoed in her mind one last time. Kagome's eyes fluttered open and she turned to look at the white boring ceiling.
'Where am I?' She asked in her mind, face scrunching up to the medicine smell floating in the air. She turned her head to see Inu-Yasha's head lying on one side of the bed. "Inu-Yasha?" Kagome whispered. She turned over again and looked towards the doorway, to see a chair with her mom asleep in it, with Kikyou in her lap.
As if feeling someone was staring at her, Haruka Higurashi's eyes shot open. She looked over at the hospital bed, and gasped.
"Kagome!" She cried. She would've rushed to her side, but the sleeping form of Kikyou was on her and prevented from doing so.
"Mama," Kagome breathed. "Where am I?"
"You're at the hospital honey. You fell and hit your head. Inu-Yasha ran home with you on his back crying. I can tell you that I was scared when I saw that sight," Mrs. Higurashi laughed a little.
"Inu-Yasha did that?" Kagome asked looking at the sleeping young boy. "Inu-Yasha," Kagome breathed with some admiration. As if he heard his name, Inu-Yasha slowly opened his eyes and raised his head to come face to face with a smiling Kagome.
"You're okay," he smiled.
"Yup. Though I've got a bad headache," Kagome stated, rubbing her head.
"Well, that's what happens when you fall down a hill and hit your head," Inu-Yasha said sarcastically.
"Well if I remember correctly, I would never have hit my head if you hadn't scared me. So it's your fault I'm here," Kagome shot back.
"Is not," Inu-Yasha protested.
"Is too!" Kagome boasted.
"Is not!"
"Is too!" As the two yelled, their heads got closer together, but none noticed.
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!" Haruka just laughed to herself as she watched the two. The now awake Kikyou stared between the two, looking back and forth between the two like a ping pong match.
"No it isn't!" Inu-Yasha shouted.
"Yes it is!" Kagome yelled back. The two were now head against head. It seemed like lightening was connecting the two angry kids together.
"I'll always protect you." A lone familiar voice said.
"Huh? Who are you?" Kagome's mind asked. "Why do you sound so familiar?" But no reply came. All Kagome could hear was the distant sound of buzzing.
Kagome groggily opened her eyes to see her digital clock reading 7:15. She slammed her fist upon the top of the clock and the buzzing sound ceased.
"Another great day at school," she muttered. She slowly moved around the room, grabbing an outfit for the day. She made her was out of the room, but bumped into someone in the process. "Watch it!" She snapped.
"Sorry sis, but mom told me to wake you," a small boy said. He had black hair and brown eyes like Kagome's. He had on a tired expression, and gave her an angry glare.
"Whatever Souta," Kagome mumbled, pushing him aside.
"Oh yeah, and Inu-Yasha stopped by this morning. He said that if you needed a ride to school that you should move your lazy butt and meet him outside at 7:45," Souta said to Kagome's back. Kagome just waved her hand in annoyance in response.
She lazily walked into the bathroom in a daze, dropping her clothes on the toilet seat. She unknowingly turned the knob on to luke-warm water, and began to take her pjs off. She pulled the tie out of her hair and stepped into the tub.
"Yuck," she said in disgust as her foot touched something slimy. "I've told Souta time and time again not to leave soap in the tub," she sighed. She poured some shampoo into her hand, and began rubbing it into her hair. But she soon stopped and stood as still as a statue as she felt something crawling over her foot. She nervously looked down, and her face contorted in disgust upon seeing the tub bottom. "Ah!" Kagome shrieked. She leapt out of the tub and grabbed her towel wrapping it around herself. With only the towel on she ran down the stairs, and rushed into the kitchen.
"Why are there worms in tub?!" Kagome screamed at a woman in her late thirties. She looked like an older version of Kagome, except her hair was in a high bun. Haruka turned to her daughter with a shocked expression.
"What do you mean that there are worms in the tub?" She questioned, eyebrows shooting up in surprise.
"Exactly like it sounds. There are worms in the tub," Kagome said in an annoyed tone as if she was explaining for the tenth time why two plus two equaled four. "Now why are they there?"
"I didn't know there were worms in there. They weren't there this morning when I took a shower…" Haruka mused, but then she hit her fist into her palm as if an idea struck her. "So that's why Inu-Yasha wanted everyone to take an early shower," she suggested.
"Inu-Yasha…" Kagome's eye began to twitch. "Inu-Yasha was here?" She asked in a deadly tone.
"Yes dear. He wanted everyone to take a shower before he went into the bathroom, said he had a surprise for you. He's in the living room if you wish to speak to him," Haruka answered, turning her attention back to the stove.
"INU-YASHA!" Kagome screamed. She ran into the living room, and saw a smirking Inu-Yasha lounging on her couch. "I'm…going…to…kill…you!" She screamed, and with each word she took a step closer to him. Inu-Yasha just sat there, showing no hint of fear.
"My, Kagome, don't you look… nice today," Inu-Yasha laughed. Kagome's anger dissipated as she gave him a confused look. As she felt a light breeze on her legs, it hit her what he was talking about. She had only come down in a towel! Her face flushed a deep crimson and she ran out of the room.
Kagome slammed the bathroom door, breathing heavily. She placed a hand over her heart, trying to calm herself, blinking away the… soap? That's when she remembered that she still had shampoo in her hair. She gave a filthy look to the worm-infested tub, and walked to the sink. She grabbed her comb, and began brushing some of the formula out, leaving streaks in her hair. She bent her head under the faucet and blasted the water and started scrubbing the shampoo out. When she finished, she pulled back and looked at her reflection.
"What the…" She muttered, seeing some white still in her hair. "Must've not have washed it all out," she mused. She went back under and scrubbed again. Satisfied that it would be gone, she pulled back up. She growled at her reflection, seeing it still there. She went back under and scrubbed again, except harder this time. She stopped when she felt the pain on both her hands and scalp. She rinsed one last time, and then turned the faucet off. She began rubbing her hair dry, positive this time that she had gotten all the shampoo out.
"What the hell?!" She yelled in frustration, seeing the white streaks still there. She moved her hand to touch and didn't get the familiar soapy touch. She panicked and grabbed the shampoo bottle. Her eyes bulged as she read that it wasn't shampoo, but in fact… "White highlight! Who the put a white highlight chemical in the shampoo place?!"
Kagome stormed out of the bathroom and stomped down the stairs. She went directly to the living room to find Inu-Yasha was gone.
"Kagome sweetie, if you're looking for Inu-Yasha, he already… what happened to your hair?" Haruka asked, upon seeing her daughter's new hairstyle. "It's so adorable!" She exclaimed. Kagome just stared at her as if she went crazy. "You and Inu-Yasha both!"
"Mom, where did Inu-Yasha go?" Kagome asked impatiently, tapping her foot against the floor.
"He already left for school," Haruka answered plainly.
"I'll kill him," Kagome vowed, as she stomped back up the stairs. She grabbed her outfit off the toilet seat, and decided to wear a different one. She angrily yanked out her black mini skirt along with a blood red shirt that on the front had an angel black cat that said 'Bite me' and on the back the cat had horns and a sinister smile saying 'I'll bite back!' "Best thing about private school is no uniform," she mumbled, as she didn't bother with her hair, which was a lost cause. She applied on some red eyeshadow, and some clear lip-gloss. Finally ready for school, Kagome grabbed her pack and ran downstairs. "Bye mom!" She shouted as she ran out the door.
"Oh, okay! Also, tell Inu-Yasha I love his rainbow hair!" Haruka yelled at her daughter's retreating form.
Kagome met up with Sango at their favorite meeting place, a grand oak tree right near the entrance of Kikidou Valley Private School.
"Oh my god Kagome… your hair!" Sango laughed out when she first saw the black with white streaks.
"Shut-up!" Kagome growled, throwing an acorn at Sango's laughing form.
"But… it's… so cute!" She gasps between laughs.
"Hey! Kagome, I'm really sorry about yesterday!" A voice shouted. Kagome turned to see Miroku's waving form. "So how is your… leg?" Miroku barely finished. He took one look at Kagome and had to use all his self-control not to drop to the floor and start laughing hysterically.
"Go ahead, laugh," Kagome spat, as if she could read his mind.
"I wouldn't dream of it," Miroku smirked. "So… what happened?"
"Hey Miroku!" A voice called out before Kagome could reply.
"Oi Inu-Yasha!" Miroku greeted, as Inu-Yasha walked to join them. "Kagome was about to tell us what happened to her hair."
"Really?" Inu-Yasha raised his brow up in interest. "Do tell."
"What do you mean 'do tell' you jerk?!" Kagome shrieked.
From seeing Kagome's reaction to Inu-Yasha, he had a pretty good idea in the cause of her hair. Lucky for Sango and Miroku, the bell had rung, signaling the students to get to class. Kagome and Sango made their way to homeroom, with Inu-Yasha and Miroku right behind them.
Kagome and Sango took a seat in the very back, trying to get as few people to notice Kagome's hair as possible. But then again, who could miss it. With the outfit she was wearing, she looked like a witch. As the bell rang, a slim woman with jet-black hair and chocolate eyes, furiously stormed into the room.
"Is something wrong Miss Hikari?" Sango asked.
"No, I'm fine," she snapped. You could tell she was lying. Hikari Kozuchi was one to wear her emotions on her sleeve. "I mean besides the fact that Totosai thought that it would be great to rearrange everyone's schedule."
"What?!" The class exclaimed.
"Oh yes, you have the same classes still, just a different order," Hikari huffed. "A bug in the computer he says… first schedule was a mistake any ways he says… then why wait until three months after school starts to fix it!" Hikari suddenly shouted.
"Um… so are we going to get the new schedules?" Miroku ventured.
"Yes, just come get them," Hikari muttered. Everyone rushed forward, and each waited for his or her new schedule.
"So Kagome, let me see your schedule," Sango said straightforward.
"Here," Kagome said, trying to hide herself behind her book. Going down to get her schedule gave everyone a picture view of her hair.
"Yes!" Sango exclaimed suddenly, bringing Kagome out from behind her hiding spot. "We have practically every class together now! Except for the fact that we've always had different math classes," Sango explained.
"Really?!" It was the best news Kagome had heard since Kikyou had told her that she and Inu-Yasha were… were dating.
"Sango," Miroku said, strolling casually over to them. "What's your first class?"
"None of your business," she muttered.
"I'm hurt," Miroku faked, placing a hand over his heart. "Here I am just trying to be nice, and you go and bite my head off!"
"Oh… um… sorry," Sango said in embarrassment, her cheeks tinged slightly with a light pink color.
"That's okay, I can always forgive you Sango!" Miroku declared, grabbing her hands into his and staring into her brown orbs.
"Miroku…" Sango murmured softly, staring back and blushing a deep crimson. But suddenly, her face flushed red, but not from embarrassment this time, it was from anger. "MIROKU!" She screeched, drawing her hand back, then letting it fly, to make contact with Miroku's cheek. The sound of impact made everyone wince and give sympathetic looks to the injured boy… everyone except Sango, who just shot him a wicked death glare.
"Sango, I'm just showing that I care," Miroku whined.
"Show it to someone who actually cares!" Sango yelled, stomping out of the classroom. Kagome close behind her, throwing Miroku a viscous glare before exiting.
The rest of the day flew by rather quickly. Except for Kagome, who thought God was torturing her by slowing down time. She could've sworn that when she glanced at the clock, its minute hand was moving backwards. The reason for the slowing of time was simple really, it was the fact that Inu-Yasha and Miroku were in each of her classes, and for some strange reason, (Kagome's reason was the she figures that the teachers got together and plotted this out to torture her,) in ever class the two were seated near her.
"Hello class," Sayuri Minanome greeted, as she entered the room. She was a small woman with neck length brown hair, and bright blue eyes, and was the teacher for English and Literature. She may have been twenty-five, but she acted like a sixteen year old. It was probably that very reason that got her to be the most liked teacher. "Seating chart is here for any who care," she said cheerily, pulling a slip of paper from her briefcase and setting it on her desk. Everyone slowly made his or her way to take a glance at the chart.
Kagome groaned as she saw that Miroku was next to her with Inu-Yasha behind him. Luckily Sango was next to Inu-Yasha. Kagome gradually made her way to the back and plopped into her seat.
"Hello Kagome," Miroku greeted, as he too took his seat.
"Whatever," Kagome grumbled, putting her head into her arms. Feeling the early signs of a headache coming on.
"That's not very nice," Miroku pouted, folding his arms.
"Neither is rubbing a girl's ass," Kagome retorted. She could tell that everyday would be a headache this semester.
"Well I never!" Miroku exclaimed.
"You never what lech?" Inu-Yasha asked, as he took his seat.
"Inu-Yasha, Kagome is being mean to me!" Miroku whined in a five-year-old tone.
"So. What do you want me to do about it?" Inu-Yasha asked, raising one of his brows in curiosity.
"Teach her a lesson of course," Miroku said in a voice that clearly made Inu-Yasha out to be an idiot.
"Fight your own battles," Sango muttered as she slid into her chair, looking quite annoyed.
"Sango baby, I'm so glad to see you!" Miroku exclaimed in a tone which was either happiness or sarcasm, no one could really tell.
"That makes one of us," she said, rolling her eyes. Before Miroku could respond, Mrs. Minanome cleared her throat to get the class attention.
"Okay, well since I now have a mixture of my Monday and Thursday class now, and since Monday was ahead, I've decided to throw the whole war reading out the window," she announced. In which she literally grabbed 'Across Five Aprils' which they had been reading, and went over to the window where she then chucked it out. It was totally oblivious to her the 'hey' yelled up at her. "Instead, now we're going to play a game, in which everyone will be happy with the winner's prize!" Mrs. Minanome exclaimed happily, clapping her hands in enjoyment. The cheers of 'yes,' 'all right," and other similar words were showing the agreement of the students. "Okay, last year I know you all studied poetry, so that's what the game is. Each of you shall recite a poem, and at the end the class will vote on their favorite. Again, everyone will like the winner's prize,' she explained. "I'll give you five minutes to think of a poem, starting now!" She commanded upon seeing the second hand hit twelve.
'Poem, poem, poem, poem… of course, I've got one!' Sango thought happily, hitting her fist into her hand, which earned her a glare from Inu-Yasha.
'A poem… how am I suppose to know a poem? I don't read damn poetry! Wait… what was that poem she used to tell me…' Inu-Yasha asked himself. Suddenly he went into deep thought, trying to think of an uncovered memory.
'A poem! A poem! I don't read stupid poems!' Kagome thought frantically. She glanced over to see how Miroku was doing and was met with the feeling of annoyance. He was just sitting there with a dazed expression, and the widest grin she'd ever seen. 'Probably thinking about something perverted!'
'High school girls, high school girls, some for me, high school girls, hm-hm-hm!' Miroku hummed in his mind.
"Okay, times up!" Mrs. Minanome's voice called out. "So, I'll just call you up, Miss Chugi you're up!"
Time began to pass and everyone was actually having fun.
"Okay, Miss Long it's your turn." Sango just nodded and nervously made her way to the front.
"My knees start to shake,
When you're in sight.
My mind is filled with wonder,
My heart with fright.
When will this feeling stop?
When did it start?
How can I listen to my mind,
Without breaking my heart?
I'm so confused
What should I do?
I can't think of anything,
Except you.
Should I ignore you,
Or just give it time?
I can't think straight,
My heart controls my mind." Sango finished quietly. She quickly made her way back to her seat.
"Good job Miss Long," Mrs. Minanome said. "okay, how about you go next Mr. Hazuki," she called to Inu-Yasha. Inu-Yasha rose and made his way down, grumbling something about bossy teachers. He cleared his throat to get everyone's attention, and once it was on him, he began to speak.
"Here's to kids who are different,
Kids who don't always get As,
Kids who have ears
Twice the size of their peers,
And noses that go on for days.
Here's to kids who are different,
Kids they call crazy or dumb
Kids who don't fit,
With the guts and the grit,
Who dance to a different drum.
Here's to the kids who are different,
Kids with a mischievous streak.
For when they have grown,
As history has shown,
It's their difference that makes them unique," Inu-Yasha recited. He was met with looks of surprise, and curiosity. Kagome's face was filled with utter shock.
'He used the poem I always told him when other kids picked on him. Why would he…' Kagome thought, confused beyond belief.
"That was very good Mr. Hazuki," Mrs. Minanome said proudly. Then she called up two more people before saying, "Ah, Miss Higurashi, let's hear yours." Kagome just nodded her head meekly, and nervously made her way up.
'Here goes nothing.' She thought. She took in a deep breath and began to speak.
"Bottled up inside
Are the words I never said,
The feelings that I hide,
The lines you never read.
You can see it in my eyes
Read it on my face.
Trapped inside are lies
Of the past I can't replace.
With memories that linger-
Won't seem to go away.
Why can't I be happier?
Today's a brand new day.
Yesterdays are over,
Even though the hurtings not.
Nothing lasts forever,
I must cherish what I've got.
Don't take my love for granted,
For soon it will be gone-
All you ever wanted
Of the lave you thought you'd won.
The hurt I'm feeling now
Won't disappear overnight,
But someway, somehow,
Everything will turn out all right.
No more wishing for the past.
It wasn't meant to be.
It didn't seem to last,
So I have to set him free," Kagome finished, with eyes closed, near the verge of tears. The poem meant something to her even if no one else knew. Kagome's poem was met with awed expressions.
"Wow, you have a fantastic taste in poetry!" Mrs. Minanome exclaimed. "Now for the last contestant. Oh, here we are, you're up Mr. Harasaki," she commanded, eyeing Miroku carefully.
"Wow, tough act to follow," hi joked, as he maneuver his way around the desks.
"Hm-Hm, I'm the Great Miroku and I shall recite to you a poem entitled 'Practical Application!" Miroku boasted.
"He's teaching her arithmetic,
He said it was his mission,
He kissed her once, he kissed her twice and said,
"Now that's addition."
And as he added smack by smack
In silent satisfaction,
She sweetly gave the kisses back and said,
"Now that's subtraction."
Then he kissed her, she kissed him,
Without an explanation,
And both together smiled and said,
"That's multiplication."
Then Dad appeared upon the scene and
Made a quick decision.
He kicked that kid three blocks away
And said, "That's long division!" Miroku shouted the last with emotion, then swept into a low bow. There was a moment of silence before everyone broke out in laughter.
"That was great!" and "Miroku you're the man!" And other similar comments were heard throughout the classroom.
"Thank you, thank you!" Miroku thanked, going into another low bow.
"Okay, okay settle down," Mrs. Minanome commanded. "Sit down already Mr. Harasaki," she added. "Now since you've heard everyone, let's vote on the best. Write the name of the person you want, then fold it in half and pass it up."
Everyone silently wrote down their favorite and passes them in. Mrs. Minanome just nodded her head as she took a set from each row.
"I'll just add them up," she said, skipping to her desk. She silently unfolded each paper and tallied marks next to names. She nodded her head when she was done, and strode tot he front. "Well, it was a close race, but we do have a winner," Mrs. Minanome explained. "Please congratulate…"
A/N: That's it for now. Thank you for the reviews. Who do you think should win? ;) Well, please give me pranks and quotes you want to see in the story, and see ya later!