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Lucky Number Seven
Chapter TWO: Tea-Time
By Mel-chan and Ali-chan
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Kagome sat on the small couch, quietly sipping a cup of tea and gently petting her cat Buyo. Kirara sat on the nearby window sill, looking out towards the view of the populated city. Sango was making her own tea at the moment, in the kitchen. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang.
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUN
"Who could that be?" Kagome asked looking at Sango wondering if she might have invited someone, but was rewarded with a confused look.
They both got up to get it setting their tea down. Kagome gently touched her hand to the handle and slowly opened the door. In front of them, stood two men, who, though I would never admit outloud, were handsome.
"Hi we're your-" One of the guys said, but was cut off when Kagome mumbled nervously."Seven..." Kagome whispered.
"Er..." was Sango's oh-so-intelligent reply.
Sango then nodded in agreement and panicked. She stepped in front of Kagome quickly, and slammed the door in the poor guys face.
"What the hell was that about?" One of the men said. His name was Inu Yasha.
"Don't ask me, but both of those girls were pretty cute," said the other man, by the name of Miroku. A grin crawled across his face. Inu Yasha hit Miroku over the head.
"We're trying to be nice... not lecherous." Miroku rang the doorbell again.
Sango and Kagome hadn't moved from the door, but they both looked at each other, frightened. Kagome slowly re-opened the door when she heard the door bell again.
"Oh that's quite alright, Miss. We came to tell you that we are the new residents of Apartment 7 which is right next to you, and we wanted to greet the lovely ladies who live here," Miroku smiled as he took Kagome's hand and kissed it gentleman like.
Kagome attempted in pulling her hand back from the black-hair man, but didn't have any luck in doing so.
"Umm... Ya, you can let go now. My name is Kagome, and this is Sango." she said mentioning the girl behind her who was still frozen in place.
"Well nice to meet you... I'm Miroku, and this," he pointed to the long, silver haired man beside him... "Is Inu Yasha."
"Don't mind him... he's a cold fish until you get to know him. He's a softy inside." That remark caused Miroku another blow to the head.
'What an interesting pair.' Kagome thought.
'What a bunch of morons.' Sango thought at the same time.
"Well, it was nice to meet you..." Kagome said before slamming the door back in their faces, and then turned to look at Sango. They stood there staring at each other for a second, and then screamed the word "SEVEN!!!"
Miroku and Inu Yasha had started to walk back to their own room, but they heard the screams and stopped. Miroku blinked. Inu Yasha just raised an eyebrow.
"What an interesting pair." Miroku voiced.
"What a bunch of morons," Inu Yasha said.
"But.." Miroku smiled. "You have to admit, they are lovely."
"Feh... What a lech." Inu Yasha said, and then added another 'lovely' bump to the fast growing collection, that was already on Miroku's head.
Miroku and Inu Yasha went back into their room and got back to unpacking their stuff. They had a ton to do. Inu Yasha had an antique sword packed gently in a long box. He unwrapped it and slid his hand down the blade.
"Tessaiga." Inu Yasha whispered in aw. It was his father's. He then realized Miroku was staring at him. Inu Yasha grumbled, and then went towards the fireplace and placed it on the mantel.Miroku could really care less about Inu Yasha's 'precious' sword. All he knew about it, was that it was entrusted to Inu Yasha from his father's will, and Inu Yasha's older brother, Sessho-maru, badly wanted it. 'Oh well.' Miroku thought as he unpacked his clothes and found a wooden staff painted gold. Miroku grinned and then put it aside. This was his 'special treasure.' It was really nothing special, but it was all that remained of a fire that burned down his home. Miroku un-consciously shrugged. They spent that afternoon unpacking all their items, and getting them situated to the way they wanted them. Occasionally, both the guy's minds wandered to the girls who lived next door.
The afternoon slowly faded away into night, and the sky outside turned dark with clouds. A spring shower was making its way from across the ocean. Not long after, the heavens opened up.
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Ali-chan: hmm... well that was interesting...
Mel-chan: not really...
Ali-chan: agreed. But we have some good ideas for future chapters. (Grins evilly)
Mel-chan: and that would be (begins to babble but is stopped when Ali slaps her hand over Mel's mouth)
Ali-chan: SHHHHHH... They aren't supposed to KNOW... mumblebakamumble
Mel-chan: eh ehehe?
Miroku: You DO realize that you can always come over to MY house to... you know... be inspired...
Mel-chan: YOU HENTAI slap JERK slap PERV slap LECHER slap by Ali
Miroku: Love hurts
Ali-chan: blushes hits him again