So here I am…consuming Tagalongs like a madwoman…in the dark. Yay! We re-did my room and earlier the sun was streaming through the window behind my laptop and killing me…
DISCLAIMER: I am sleepy and most likely will puke sometime soon. Rumiko Takahashi does not succumb to these mortal afflictions, and thus she is not I.
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Chapter Seven: To Formulate
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When Inuyasha recovered from the immense amounts of vomiting that Kikyo's cookies of doom had caused him, he was not thinking clearly. Wanting to sleep, yet not having enough brains to hop on the ferry down the chocolate river and get to his room, he curled up in the space before Kagome's doorway, falling immediately into a feverish and hazy sleep.
It seemed that there were giants all around him, that their heads were balloons inflated beyond all rational proportions and that they were tied to the ground by tiny bits of string weighted with shoes. Someone was picking him up, and a wave of wind rushed over him before he was placed on something soft and fluffy.
Inuyasha slipped back into dreaming without any more problems. Eventually waking due to his alarming lack of hydration, he sat straight up and collided with Kagome's face, which sent him back onto the pillows below him in a painful delirium.
When Inuyasha woke the next morning, he didn't remember any of it. Why is Sango over there? He wondered, his sister-like friend still sleeping soundly. Pushing back covers that he KNEW did not belong to him, he looked around. Why am I in Sango's room?
SHE POISONED ME!
Yes, it was the final straw for Kikyo. There would be no more winning competitions for her. But…what was another logical task that she would be sure to lose at?
Before he could think of something proper, an arm appeared out of nowhere and latched onto his left bicep.
What the…Now knowing all too well whose bed he had ended up being left in, Inuyasha froze. Must…not…wake…Kagome…
Feeling all that more guilty for taking away the victory that should have rightfully been hers, Inuyasha carefully worked a pillow up to replace his arm, and hopped out of bed. Making a quick exit, he retired to his tree to ponder the task that came before three.
"NO NO NO NO NO NO! RHYMING! MUST! END!"
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Kagome was jarred out of her comfortable sleep by a resounding thud noise, which abruptly stopped after serving as her alarm clock. Yawning, she immediately recognized that Inuyasha was not in the room. Grateful, since she wasn't sure how many more times she could handle being confused with his mother, Kagome got out of bed and located her hairbrush.
Although Sango appeared to be asleep, she was not. Regarding Kagome with a cool sort of interest, she made only one early-morning observation: Keade and Kikyo had both unpacked their bags entirely and personalized their rooms. Kagome simply pulled what it was she needed from her yellow backpack and later replaced it all.
Kagome wandered out into the Courtyard, watching with semi-interest as Shippou pulled weeds from the marmalade-flower garden. From what she could see, the weeds were actually premature carrot plants.
Odd. I would think that they would continue to grow those…instead of spending money on them at the store.
"Kagome, you're awake," Inuyasha said, appearing out of nowhere. Kagome looked around for the source of his interest, her roaming eyes finally landing on his tree.
"Yes, I am. And so are you. Feeling better?" she asked sweetly.
"Yeah. Sorry about…well, getting all sick. I have no idea what happened, but I think I need to apologize anyway."
Kagome nodded. "Apology accepted. You were just…delirious and vomiting."
Inuyasha winced. "And…well, no grudges over the cookies?"
She shrugged. "You win some, you lose some." With a quirky smile, she quickly added, "That's how the game of life is done."
"You…rhymed, you know."
"Like the groundhog and the snow." Kagome added.
Inuyasha smirked. "I wouldn't let myself get into that if I were you,"
"Poor little hanyou, looking all blue."
Kagome smirked in return, pleased with her own rhyming abilities. Inuyasha stared at her for a moment, before continuing their dialogue.
"This is the first time I've seen you really smile," he said softly.
"I haven't smiled in quite a while," Kagome replied, shrugging. "I don't know what's gotten into me, I'm usually as happy as can be."
"I would really watch out, that rhyming sticks,"
"It's something that I am willing to risk,"
They laughed at each other before settling down under Inuyasha's tree to continue in their little game.
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It was almost night that Inuyasha was inspired with the perfect second challenge. Kikyo would never be able to do it, Keade would be completely out of the question…
Well, the entire devising was more a matter of him daydreaming about Kagome as they laughed together. He was trying to envision her climbing up the tree to join him on his favorite perch when the idea struck.
"SANGO!" he yelled. "Call everyone in here. We're having the second challenge, now."
She nodded. "You got it, chief,"
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return of Tsuki's stupid rhymes. It's ten, I'm sleepy. So pathetic, when I used to be able to keep myself going well into the night…ah, old age is setting in. .
sayanora, minna-san.