Chapter 14
Sorry for the slow update... School started some time ago and my computer is THE SPAWN OF SATAN!!!!!!!!!! (ahem) so yeah...
Since I took so long, this will be a longer chapter. Hooray! ...Right?
-
Inuyasha walked slowly, trying to keep his gloating to himself. Of course, it was especially hard when you're normally an obnoxiously loud person, as Inuyasha himself was. Kagome was sick of him already, and her stupid dress and high-heels weren't exactly helping.
Then she heard a shout from behind them. It sounded somewhat familiar but she couldn't place it...
Turning slightly, Kagome's eyes widened as she realized who was chasing them.
Inuyasha paused. "What?"
Kagome opened her mouth to answer but was interrupted again by a shout.
"Get them!"
Inuyasha gaped, the wheels—or wheel—in his mind turning. "Those are the...those are the police officers in the casino!"
Realization smacked Kagome in the face but she couldn't gather her thoughts to form a complete sentence because before she could even process the information, Inuyasha had grabbed her arm and dragged her into a costume store, crouching behind a costume rack.
Was she supposed to be understanding this?
Inuyasha, shaking badly, picked up the first two costumes that he saw, ignoring another lady asking them, "aren't you guys a bit old for Halloween? Besides...Halloween was practically half a year ago."
Kagome glanced nervously outside the door. The police officers, one short and chubby, was trailing after the tall, thin one.
"Here," Inuyasha said suddenly, handing her a ballerina costume—complete with a pink tutu and matching headband.
"I'm supposed to wear this?" she sputtered. The skirt was even shorter than the one on her uniform and she'd seem like the world's biggest loser for wearing it.
But then again, she must look like a loser now, with a beehive on her head and wearing a purple tent...
"What about you?" she asked him.
Blushing slightly, he pulled out a bumblebee costume from behind his back. "It was all they had left," he mumbled.
Kagome choked back a laugh and thanked her lucky stars she had a decent costume.
"So...we'll get changed and then..."
"Run," Inuyasha supplied.
-
Sango slumped to the floor, glaring at Miroku, who in fact had made as much money with his dunk-the-monkey game as they had in the actual bake sale.
Which, Sango was proud to say had been a complete success.
And then, of course, while Miroku had flirted with a bunch of pretty girls, she was the one who had counted all the money.
Yeesh. Miroku had practically forced her to admit that she liked him and now he wasn't even going to do anything about it?
Sango clenched her fist, remembering a moment too late that she had money in her hands. Sheepishly, she plucked the five-dollar bill from her hand, straightened it out, and put it away neatly, in the tiny green box she had found randomly in her garage.
A hundred and seventy-five dollars. From a bake sale.
Sango grinned gleefully.
She made a tiny check in her mental checklist. Bake sale. Check. Getting Inuyasha and Kagome together...almost. Getting Miroku to ask her to the dance...
Not quite.
But he will, Sango thought decisively. He will.
-
Kagome glanced at herself in utter disbelief. Stupid costume. Stupid pink tank top with a stupid pink skirt. Stupid pink headband. Stupid ballet slippers.
Tapping her foot, she waited for Inuyasha. At that moment, he stepped out in complete disgust.
Kagome's eyes widened and she was practically rolling on the floor with laughter.
"Don't say a word," Inuyasha muttered through clenched teeth.
Inuyasha had on a headband with antennas sticking out that jingled whenever he moved. His stinger in the back bobbed up and down and his body was covered in black and yellow stripes that seemed like a tablecloth gone wrong.
Inuyasha, forgetting that he was in a bee costume, stared at Kagome, who in his opinion didn't look half bad.
Scowling, he mentally beat himself up. He couldn't be crushing on Kagome—he choked on the words—at all time like this.
Actually, he couldn't be crushing on her at all. Not when...
Pushing the crazed thoughts of out his mind, he walked forward, taking Kagome with him, and tried to ignore his jingling antennas and the stares from other people.
Kagome tensed; the policemen were now coming up to them.
Inuyasha's heart beat faster than a marathon run could sprint.
"Hey kids," the fat man said to them, completely ignoring their horrendous outfits, to Inuyasha's delight. "Have you seen a weird lady with huge hair? And a strange man with cat ears?"
They're dog ears! Inuyasha wanted to yell. Clamping his mouth shut just in time, he told him tightly, "you should check the girls bathroom."
Revenge, he thought with a smile.
Kagome glanced at him sharply but said nothing. She didn't dare to. Instead she nodded and grinned innocently, feeling her face heat up.
The two officers nodded politely and entered the ladies room. Inuyasha heard a high-pitched scream followed by an angry yell.
...And then an extremely loud slap.
Kagome winced, reminded of Miroku and Sango.
Inuyasha smiled triumphantly; then, he realized that the officers would be coming out any minute now...and what would happen if they were caught?
There was only one thing left to do now: make a run for it.
Then the bumblebee and ballerina raced across the neighborhood like escaped convicts to safety.
-
Kagome flopped on Inuyasha's couch, which was as big as a king-sized bed, when she found a small green box. Curiously, she opened it, not expecting what was inside.
"Inuyasha!" Kagome said, turning to him. "Look at this!" She handed him the box.
His eyes widened. Inside was one hundred and seventy-five dollars. Taped to the box was a note.
To Kagome and Inuyasha,
This is the money we made from the bake sale. I felt bad that I had done nothing for your mom.
-Sango
(Miroku would like to add that he was the one who came up with the idea—that's not true—and that he was the one who made most of the money—that's not true either...)
Kagome's eyes had been brimming with tears over the beginning.
Inuyasha scowling. Stupid sappy girls. He cleared his throat, changing the subject. "I know another way to get money."
Kagome looked up at him. "What?" she sniffled.
"Moral court," he said, waiting for a reaction similar to "you're brilliant!" before he continued. However, Kagome just stared at him blankly.
"Well, whoever wins a case gets money. The more outrageous the case, the more money you get. And if we go, it doesn't matter who wins, right? We still get the money!" Inuyasha rushed through his explanation.
Kagome's eyes widened. "So the stupider the case, the more money?"
Inuyasha grinned. "Yeah, and I've got the perfect case too! Okay, so I'm suing you because I spilled coffee on your jacket."
Kagome blinked. "What?"
"Stupid, huh?" Inuyasha asked proudly. "Yeah, and since we're obviously gonna win either way, we'll have eight thousand dollars extra."
-
The judge, who was extremely short, stood up from his seat (which was a chair and three encyclopedias stacked on top of each other) not to greet them, but to rush them into giving their "case", if you could even call it that.
Kagome went first. They had agreed that she should sound professional, and that Inuyasha would sound stupid. To emphasize that point, he had come into court in his pajamas.
As soon as Kagome had gotten over the shock of seeing Inuyasha in polka-dotted red, she cleared her throat and began."Well, there's not much to say," she began. "I was walking in the mall when he—" she glared at Inuyasha, acting her part and trying not to laugh. "When he spilled coffee on my jacket and he has the nerve to sue me."
The judge blinked; clearly, this was not something he had expected. "Um...Inuyasha Takahashi? Your case, please."
Inuyasha grinned. "Like, dude," he said and then gave a big snort. "I was in the mall, dude, looking for sports equipment, and then I spilled my coffee on that dudette, and she was like, 'dude!' and I was like 'dude!' So I'm suing her."
He snorted again, louder. He didn't dare to look at Kagome, but he could tell from the coughs on her side of the room that she was hiding laughter too.
The judge's eyes were wide. Extremely puzzled, he asked, "so you're suing her because you spilled coffee on her jacket?"
"Yeah," Kagome said, scowling. Inuyasha should get an Oscar for that, she thought to herself.
"Yup," Inuyasha agreed.
The judge, even more bewildered than before, blinked. "Er...I...um..." Regaining his composure, he declared, "this has been a most interesting case. And the winner obviously is Kagome Higurashi, who will receive eight thousand dollars."
-
The next day...Inuyasha trudged to his locker the next dreary Monday morning, still bleary-eyed from waking up so early.
He saw a familiar face waiting for him by his locker. Blinking, he rubbed his eyes, making sure he was seeing properly.
Inuyasha gasped. "Kikyou?"
-
A/N: MUAHAHAHAHA!
