Chapter 8: A Rainy New Moon
I was re-reading me story and the scene change things disappeared! Sorry.
Thank you, everyone who reviewed!!!!!! Heh. You DO know why I called this chapter "A Rainy New Moon", right? Sigh. I think this chapter is a bit boring. Yeah, it is. This one sucks. But the next one will be better.
Note: Inuyasha's still half-demon in this story! And remember that he left before hearing Ranma's explanation. So yeah. And, um...I kinda forgot about her mom and cancer so I'm just sticking in some stuff as a reminder to the plot.
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Kagome flopped on her small bed, staring at the light blue ceiling. It was so plain, yet so comforting. She blinked for a while, her head empty, then allowed herself to think.
She had been forcing herself to think that if she got enough money, her mother would be saved, and things would become normal again. But that wasn't so. Her mom could still die. And Kagome and Souta would be left alone.
Alone.
The word churned her stomach and broke her heart.
Is that what someone's death was, then? To realize that you could travel the world and not bring them back? To realize that you could climb the tallest mountain and not see them again? That you lost them? That nothing you can do can bring them back.
Ever.
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Inuyasha snarled, glaring at the messy handwritten directions. Rather, paw-written. Stupid panda. Why couldn't Ranma have written them? Even HIS writing was better than any panda's.
He walked a couple of steps, then, noticing that he was going backwards, retraced his steps and jogged the other way. Then he remembered that he had been there already.
Inuyasha decided to re-read (for the fourth time) the directions. He sat on a creaky old bench.
For some reason, his thoughts kept traveling back to Kagome. And he hated that. He hated how he felt. So guilty.
What if he as well as killed her mom? Could she ever respect him again?
Wait, why did he care about her respect anyway? It's not as if he...liked her.
Pondering, thinking hard for an excuse, any excuse, he finally decided that all people wanted to be respected, and that if he had prank called someone else and not Kagome, he would have felt the same way.
Excuse made, now to actually believe it.
Disgusted with himself, he stalked up from the bench and continued wandering in circles.
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Sango stared at her computer, waiting for something to happen. And she'd been doing just that for about an hour.
She was bored. Completely, utterly bored.
She closed her eyes and let her imagination take over. Then she had a sudden flash of inspiration. Maybe it was for a joke, but she thought it was a pretty good idea.
Sango, being an incredibly good artist, whipped out a pencil and a sheet of paper and drew. She sketched a quick picture of Kagome's face and leaned back, admiring her work. She quickly sketched a shirt and some jeans.
Then, pausing, she erased the jeans and changed them into a skirt. A really fancy one.
Grinning evilly—one could swear that they could see devil horns—she drew a picture of Inuyasha.
Instead of his usual stoical scowl, she made him smile. Which really freaked her out. The day Inuyasha smiled like that...well...it was just scary.
Bursting out into tyrannical, hysterical, and evil laughter, she sketched a tuxedo.
"Muahaha..." she laughed to herself, then snorted even harder when Kohaku was walking past, seeing her cackling evilly, and ran away like he had just seen a ghost.
"Lovely."
Miroku has to see this, she thought to herself.
Without wondering why Miroku randomly popped into her head, she scanned the picture, humming the Barbie song, and emailed it.
Feeling satisfied, she leaned on her chair; her feet propped on the desk, and grinned.
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"Who cares about algebra anyway?" Miroku muttered. His eyes unfocused and the equations blurred. Now they were unclear physically as well as mentally.
He snorted. I give up!
And of course, when bored, go on the computer.
He quickly logged in on his email account. Junk...junk...ads...ooh! Something from Sango.
"Wow. Sango draws really, really well. And Inuyasha looks different. Except he looks the same."
Ugh. Not only was homework confusing him, he was confusing himself.
Whatever. He replied before reading her message, which reminded him that the carnival was tomorrow.
He and Sango had bought tickets for themselves and Inuyasha and Kagome. He smiled. It was going to be so fun. Especially when Inuyasha and Kagome ended up being stuck together the whole time.
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"Finally!" Inuyasha yelled. He had finally found the house.
He glanced up at the sky, as if thanking the heavens. But if he wanted to thank them just then, the feeling was gone now.
"New moon?!" he screamed hysterically.
Splatter.
"Rain?!" he hollered. "Goodness! I try to thank someone and this is what I get?" Cursing in his head, he closed his eyes, trying to calm down. He felt his claws shrink into tiny wimpy—or so he said—human nails. His ears disappeared and his hair became boringly black.
Humans. Blech.
Even moodier than usual, he stamped into the yard.
"Ranma?" he called.
A short redheaded girl bounded out.
Each stared at the other. "Who're you?" they demanded.
Inuyasha stared as if the girl was dense. "I'm Inuyasha."
The look he gave was one received. "I'm Ranma."
Inuyasha grumbled. "Do you think I'm stupid or something? If you wanted to think of a trick, make up a better one! One that someone can actually fall for! And quit lying. I came here for a job, and I'm gonna do it without distraction. Got it?" He glared.
The girl grew rigid and defensive. "You stop lying!"
Ah, what pride can do to you. Ranma, too busy being insulted ("How dare he make fun of me?"), forgot that Inuyasha left before listening to him explaining his curse. Inuyasha, in a grumpy mood, is just angry.
Inuyasha laughed. "Are you trying to fight me? You think a girl, a human girl, can beat me?"
"Ranma" frowned. "Human?"
They stared at each other coolly. Their eyes, fiery and angry, met. They circled, watching the other's every move.
Inuyasha was biding his time, waiting to catch the girl off guard. Now!
He punched...the girl dodged...
Darn it! She's good, he thought to himself. But I'll get her!
Unfortunately, he never did, for someone else got her first.
BONK! A shoe hit the girl, knocking her to the floor. She got up again, nothing but a cartoonish bump on her head.
"Ranma!" a short-haired girl yelled. "Are you taunting the guests again?"
"Now do you believe me?" Ranma pointed.
Inuyasha hated being contradicted. But he hated being wrong even more.
Changing the subject, he asked, "Who's she?"
"Oh, her? That's Akane. The macho chick. The tomboy."
Ranma spoke indifferently, but Inuyasha could tell that he didn't mean it. Well, maybe he did, but he didn't mean to insult her so much.
Inuyasha followed Ranma in. Ranma poured hot water on herself. To Inuyasha's surprise and great bewilderment, she became a boy.
"What in the world..." he demanded instead.
Ranma slapped his hand on his forehead. "Oh!" A light bulb smacked him in the face, figuratively of course.
"You weren't there when I explained!" he muttered dumbly. "Stupid of me."
"Yep, you are really stupid," Inuyasha commented.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ranma snapped.
"What do you think it means?"
"How should I know?" Ranma yelled.
"Why are you acting so stupid?" Inuyasha grumbled. "Fine, I'll tell you."
"Fine."
How idiotic they were acting, like immature brats, like little kids in a fight.
"You're so stupid you don't even realize Akane's feelings. You keep insulting her. You don't even realize she likes you!" Inuyasha didn't know why he was so passionate about love. What Ranma did was his business.
He glared. Ranma blushed, and didn't meet his eyes.
So he DID know. He did know about Akane. But, being a boy, he wouldn't admit it. Instead, he hollered, "So what about you? You're the one denying you feelings! You're the one who's too stupid to realize that..."
Inuyasha tuned out. He was confused. Denying his feelings? He didn't like anyone. And no one liked him.
And that was the way he liked it.
Right?
I was re-reading me story and the scene change things disappeared! Sorry.
Thank you, everyone who reviewed!!!!!! Heh. You DO know why I called this chapter "A Rainy New Moon", right? Sigh. I think this chapter is a bit boring. Yeah, it is. This one sucks. But the next one will be better.
Note: Inuyasha's still half-demon in this story! And remember that he left before hearing Ranma's explanation. So yeah. And, um...I kinda forgot about her mom and cancer so I'm just sticking in some stuff as a reminder to the plot.
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Kagome flopped on her small bed, staring at the light blue ceiling. It was so plain, yet so comforting. She blinked for a while, her head empty, then allowed herself to think.
She had been forcing herself to think that if she got enough money, her mother would be saved, and things would become normal again. But that wasn't so. Her mom could still die. And Kagome and Souta would be left alone.
Alone.
The word churned her stomach and broke her heart.
Is that what someone's death was, then? To realize that you could travel the world and not bring them back? To realize that you could climb the tallest mountain and not see them again? That you lost them? That nothing you can do can bring them back.
Ever.
-
Inuyasha snarled, glaring at the messy handwritten directions. Rather, paw-written. Stupid panda. Why couldn't Ranma have written them? Even HIS writing was better than any panda's.
He walked a couple of steps, then, noticing that he was going backwards, retraced his steps and jogged the other way. Then he remembered that he had been there already.
Inuyasha decided to re-read (for the fourth time) the directions. He sat on a creaky old bench.
For some reason, his thoughts kept traveling back to Kagome. And he hated that. He hated how he felt. So guilty.
What if he as well as killed her mom? Could she ever respect him again?
Wait, why did he care about her respect anyway? It's not as if he...liked her.
Pondering, thinking hard for an excuse, any excuse, he finally decided that all people wanted to be respected, and that if he had prank called someone else and not Kagome, he would have felt the same way.
Excuse made, now to actually believe it.
Disgusted with himself, he stalked up from the bench and continued wandering in circles.
-
Sango stared at her computer, waiting for something to happen. And she'd been doing just that for about an hour.
She was bored. Completely, utterly bored.
She closed her eyes and let her imagination take over. Then she had a sudden flash of inspiration. Maybe it was for a joke, but she thought it was a pretty good idea.
Sango, being an incredibly good artist, whipped out a pencil and a sheet of paper and drew. She sketched a quick picture of Kagome's face and leaned back, admiring her work. She quickly sketched a shirt and some jeans.
Then, pausing, she erased the jeans and changed them into a skirt. A really fancy one.
Grinning evilly—one could swear that they could see devil horns—she drew a picture of Inuyasha.
Instead of his usual stoical scowl, she made him smile. Which really freaked her out. The day Inuyasha smiled like that...well...it was just scary.
Bursting out into tyrannical, hysterical, and evil laughter, she sketched a tuxedo.
"Muahaha..." she laughed to herself, then snorted even harder when Kohaku was walking past, seeing her cackling evilly, and ran away like he had just seen a ghost.
"Lovely."
Miroku has to see this, she thought to herself.
Without wondering why Miroku randomly popped into her head, she scanned the picture, humming the Barbie song, and emailed it.
Feeling satisfied, she leaned on her chair; her feet propped on the desk, and grinned.
-
"Who cares about algebra anyway?" Miroku muttered. His eyes unfocused and the equations blurred. Now they were unclear physically as well as mentally.
He snorted. I give up!
And of course, when bored, go on the computer.
He quickly logged in on his email account. Junk...junk...ads...ooh! Something from Sango.
"Wow. Sango draws really, really well. And Inuyasha looks different. Except he looks the same."
Ugh. Not only was homework confusing him, he was confusing himself.
Whatever. He replied before reading her message, which reminded him that the carnival was tomorrow.
He and Sango had bought tickets for themselves and Inuyasha and Kagome. He smiled. It was going to be so fun. Especially when Inuyasha and Kagome ended up being stuck together the whole time.
-
"Finally!" Inuyasha yelled. He had finally found the house.
He glanced up at the sky, as if thanking the heavens. But if he wanted to thank them just then, the feeling was gone now.
"New moon?!" he screamed hysterically.
Splatter.
"Rain?!" he hollered. "Goodness! I try to thank someone and this is what I get?" Cursing in his head, he closed his eyes, trying to calm down. He felt his claws shrink into tiny wimpy—or so he said—human nails. His ears disappeared and his hair became boringly black.
Humans. Blech.
Even moodier than usual, he stamped into the yard.
"Ranma?" he called.
A short redheaded girl bounded out.
Each stared at the other. "Who're you?" they demanded.
Inuyasha stared as if the girl was dense. "I'm Inuyasha."
The look he gave was one received. "I'm Ranma."
Inuyasha grumbled. "Do you think I'm stupid or something? If you wanted to think of a trick, make up a better one! One that someone can actually fall for! And quit lying. I came here for a job, and I'm gonna do it without distraction. Got it?" He glared.
The girl grew rigid and defensive. "You stop lying!"
Ah, what pride can do to you. Ranma, too busy being insulted ("How dare he make fun of me?"), forgot that Inuyasha left before listening to him explaining his curse. Inuyasha, in a grumpy mood, is just angry.
Inuyasha laughed. "Are you trying to fight me? You think a girl, a human girl, can beat me?"
"Ranma" frowned. "Human?"
They stared at each other coolly. Their eyes, fiery and angry, met. They circled, watching the other's every move.
Inuyasha was biding his time, waiting to catch the girl off guard. Now!
He punched...the girl dodged...
Darn it! She's good, he thought to himself. But I'll get her!
Unfortunately, he never did, for someone else got her first.
BONK! A shoe hit the girl, knocking her to the floor. She got up again, nothing but a cartoonish bump on her head.
"Ranma!" a short-haired girl yelled. "Are you taunting the guests again?"
"Now do you believe me?" Ranma pointed.
Inuyasha hated being contradicted. But he hated being wrong even more.
Changing the subject, he asked, "Who's she?"
"Oh, her? That's Akane. The macho chick. The tomboy."
Ranma spoke indifferently, but Inuyasha could tell that he didn't mean it. Well, maybe he did, but he didn't mean to insult her so much.
Inuyasha followed Ranma in. Ranma poured hot water on herself. To Inuyasha's surprise and great bewilderment, she became a boy.
"What in the world..." he demanded instead.
Ranma slapped his hand on his forehead. "Oh!" A light bulb smacked him in the face, figuratively of course.
"You weren't there when I explained!" he muttered dumbly. "Stupid of me."
"Yep, you are really stupid," Inuyasha commented.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Ranma snapped.
"What do you think it means?"
"How should I know?" Ranma yelled.
"Why are you acting so stupid?" Inuyasha grumbled. "Fine, I'll tell you."
"Fine."
How idiotic they were acting, like immature brats, like little kids in a fight.
"You're so stupid you don't even realize Akane's feelings. You keep insulting her. You don't even realize she likes you!" Inuyasha didn't know why he was so passionate about love. What Ranma did was his business.
He glared. Ranma blushed, and didn't meet his eyes.
So he DID know. He did know about Akane. But, being a boy, he wouldn't admit it. Instead, he hollered, "So what about you? You're the one denying you feelings! You're the one who's too stupid to realize that..."
Inuyasha tuned out. He was confused. Denying his feelings? He didn't like anyone. And no one liked him.
And that was the way he liked it.
Right?
