Sketches
Disclaimer: well, after 4 chapters, I STILL do not own Inuyasha, try as I might, and I am STILL not smart enough to ever create something as genius as a hot bishie demon who becomes even hotter when there's a full moon. (I have a strange obsession with human Inuyasha. Its kinda like my other strange obsession with shiny things, only way, wayyyyy worse.)
First of all, thank you so much for all your really nice reviews! I don't deserve all of your kind words. Thank Takahashi-sama for developing such awesome characters to work with.
Second, a big big thanks should go out to anyone who has read my Spiral fic (Hiyono's hidden talent). And if you don't watch spiral, go out and buy the first 4 dvds now. (I mean it! stop reading and go! Spiral is way more important than chapter 4)
And third, an even BIGGER thanks goes out to my buddies Chia (that's not her real name….) and Illista (that's not her real name either…) You guys totally rock. Chia is the reason I get all of your cool reviews (she forwards them to me because my parental controls suck and I used her e-mail to register), and Illista is a refreshing source of sarcasm and black humor (she's one of those people you just think are hilarious because they're so cynical. Think Hiei, only a girl.)
And now, without further ado, I present to you….
CHAPTER 4!
audience throws tomato-
mousie cries- THAT WASN'T NICE!
chapter 4---
It's amazing how a good night's sleep can ruin a perfectly bad mood.
Kagome awoke refreshed, recharged, and not the least bit angry with Inuyasha anymore. Her conversation with Sango the night before had helped clear her head and made her realize that she was being unreasonable. She shouldn't have gone off on Inuyasha like that. After all, "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me." However untrue the saying was, Inuyasha was just being himself; rude and arrogant. If anything, Kagome felt guilty for making such a scene.
She propped herself on her elbow and realized Sango, Miroku and Shippo were still asleep. All three of them were bound to be very tired; Sango had talked with Kagome until very late, and Miroku and Shippo were gone hunting until just after the girls had decided to go to bed. Creeping out of her sleeping bag, Kagome decided it was best to let them sleep. She had already caused them enough trouble for one day.
She quietly scribbled a note to Sango, saying that she was headed back to her own time (and that she had left some Ramune for them on the table), and stepped out side the straw screen.
It was hardly even dusk; the sun had just barely creeped over the horizon, creating a beautiful arc of red and orange across the sky. A few birds were chirping quietly, and the snores of Miroku and Shippo could be heard all the way outside the hut.
Kagome sighed. –I guess I'd better get going. I don't want to confront Inuyasha now; I need to think of a way to apologize to him first. If I hurry, I can make it to the well before he wakes up and starts looking for me.-
She ran off towards the forest, but stopped in front of the sacred tree. She really did appreciate the huge foliage; she felt that it could somehow understand humans and could feed off of their feelings. It was a truly remarkable tree. She mentally apologized to it for her earlier behavior, and decided it wouldn't kill her to stop there for a minute.
She plopped down on the ground in front of the tree, not bothering to check for bugs or twigs. She was used to sitting in dirt now. She leaned her head back against the trunk and looked up at the leaves dangling from the branches. I remember doing this when I was little; before the gate around the tree had been built. It's so relaxing to just watch the leaves gently sway in the breeze. They're so fragile and small- Hey what the heck is that?
Her eye caught on a big blob on top of one of the branches.
What IS that thing!
A squirrel? No, its too big…
A snake? No, its too fat…
And then she noticed dog ears.
While Kagome was never a large user of profanity, she felt that this was just the right occasion for some.
"Oh SHIT!"
A few birds scattered, and a small snort came from Inuyasha up in the tree to signal he was waking up.
Kagome panicked. Oh crap! I woke him up! I've gotta run! NOW!
She ran off in the direction of the well, only to trip over something and fall face first into a pile of dirt. Not stopping to see what had tripped her, she picked it up (for her own curiosity later) and ran like hell.
In the tree previously mentioned----
"Oh SHIT!"
Inuyasha cracked open his eyes. Perfect. Just perfect. It's every guy's dream to wake to a girl screaming "Oh SHIT!" first thing in the morning….
And then he caught himself.
Girl Kagome
Scream trouble
Girl + Scream Kagome in trouble!
"KAGOME!" He jumped down from the tree, and found no one there. That's funny… By the volume of the sound, I could have sworn it was coming from down here… And I don't smell her…. Hm. guess I was imagining things.
And then another horrific thought caught him.
The sketchbook.
Where was it! He had it last night with him! He was certain of it!
Maybe it rolled out while I was asleep… Yeah, that's it. Its just on the ground here somewhere.
He calmly searched around for it on the ground around the tree. Then he nervously searched again.
Upon not finding it, he panically ran around the tree looking for some source of paper, pencil, eraser shavings even.
Nothing.
So what the hell could have happened to it! I mean it was right here! It should have been on the ground!
And then his mind convienetly filled in the gaps.
-Sketch pad falls on to ground.
-wake up to screaming girl who sounds like Kagome.
-look for Kagome and she's not here.
-look for the sketch pad and it's not here.
Kagome took the sketch pad?
wait a sec… KAGOME TOOK THE SKETCH PAD!
"KAGOME! KAGOME! COME BACK HERE! I NEED THAT THING BACK!"
He ran off in the direction of the village…
Only to find that she had left.
"What the hell do you mean she already left?"
Sango sighed. He was so hopeless sometimes.
"Exactly what it sounds like, Inuyasha. She. Already. Left. "
Inuyasha's face turned a bright red. Sango couldn't tell if he was mad or embarrassed. "Dammit! I need to find her!"
He sprinted out the door and both Sango and Miroku chuckled.
He was so transparent.
In Kagome's room----
"I can't believe that jerk! He just left my gift to him laying in the dirt! Idiot!"
She plopped down on her bed and brushed the sketch book off. It probably wasn't even worth looking at, but the pencil was very, very dull. Maybe (but probably not) he had actually used it?
She opened the front cover and let out a tiny gasp.
"Oh… My god…."
There was the sacred tree, sketched to perfection. Every leaf, every piece of bark, every twig was there on the paper. It was beautiful artwork…
Did Inuyasha do this?
He was the only one who had access to it. She distinctly remembered chucking it at his head and mentally telling him to go to hell! ( A/N: But not literally, because this is a InuKag fic!)
But Inuyasha can't draw like this!
…
Can he?
Eager to see more, Kagome flipped to the next page. Beautiful flowers and a sketch of the lake that Sango and she bathed in so often. She turned the page again… and her eyes widened drastically.
It…. Was of her….
A sketch of herself! In the kimono from the night she had watched the fireflies with him!
Now she was positive. Inuyasha had drawn this.
Kagome was flattered. No one had ever taken enough interest in her to draw her. But quite frankly, the thought of Inuyasha sketching her scared her. She realized that to have drawn this, he would have to focus on a single image. And in this case it was Kagome.
And she wasn't so sure she liked being focused on.
She continued to turn the pages, only to find more sketches of herself. Different poses, different events, but all of her.
But it was the last picture that she loved…. and was scared of the most.
It was of Inuyasha. And her. Together sitting on a hill.
In the picture, Kagome's head was gently resting on Inuyasha's shoulder, and Inuyasha's arm was wrapped possessively around her. Fireflies were dancing around them… Just like that night.
Kagome soon found herself blinking back tears. Her heart wanted to explode. If only… If only that was how it really was between us… I really do love him. I do! But he doesn't love me. This is probably just a piece of art to him… a sketch. A picture made up of lines and shapes. How could it be-I be- anything else?
"After all… I'm just a jewel detector to him. Nothing more."
"No you're not."
Kagome gasped and looked up at her window to see a very solemn faced hanyou staring back at her.