And just to clear something up. I am a funcional illeterate. I was hired by the GOP to have a debate with Arnold to make him sound smarted by compersion. Please excuse my crap. I do try to spell check, but I am lazy and often pressed for time. That and my spell checkers usually arn't here, ignore me, or are drunk.
And remeber, this whole thing is a prequel to The Awsomely Metal InuYasha Biker Story, found at http:adultfan. flipped on the radio as he headed for the Harley. The defiant carburetor had been vanquished and he had moved on to the ignition system. He laid down on the mat and stuck his head under the bike, and stared up at her parts, following the fuel line from the tank, through the carburetor, and then into the cylinder. "Hey baby, miss me?" He asked aloud with a grin as he pulled the wire off the spark plug.
Three hours later, InuYasha, stained with grease and oil, opened the fridge in the garage and took out a beer. He leaned agiasnt the table and listened to the radio. When the song, Stevie Ray Vaughn's "Pride 'N' Joy" finished he flipped off the radio. and headed for the shower.
15 minutes later he wearly collasped on his couch. More of the same bullshit at school tommorow, but eh, he could manage it. 'Sides, he could talk with Kikyo. He allowed him self a quick smile and passed out.
The next morning he awoke 45 minutes before he had to leave. He got dressed, fell back asleep on the couch for an hour, then reluctantly got up, throwing on his jacket as his walked out the door. He didn't need it today, but eh.
He walked out the door and was stopped dead in his tracks. It was summer's last grasp at glory before fall came in full, and dammit, was a grasp it was. It had to be at least 70, the forest surrounding the tracks into the center of the town was still in full bloom, nothing but green. He could smell the grass and flowers from twenty feet away. A gentle breeze blew through his hair, tugging the the edges of his soul as if would rip it from his body. He couldn't be stuck in that school for eight hours. No way in hell. His soul would die.
Suddenly a plan hit him. He grinned and sprinted down the tracks, throwing his back pack in the house as he went.
Arriving in first period a mere half hour late he took his seat beside Kikyo. "8:30, earlier than usual. A train chase your ass down the tracks?" "Har har. Bitch. Anyway, just follow me after class." "Why?" "Follow me or enjoy seven more hours of this bullshit. Your call."
As he headed down the hall way more briskely than normal, Kikyo caught up to him. "Where are we headed to?" "The autoshop." "I don't take autoshop-" "Today you do." he interrupted. "Alright, if you say so."
InuYahsa pushed opened the matianced door by the autoshop, he took a quick look around. Good, only students. "Cmon" he told Kikyo behind him. He walked up to the chain link fence on the edge of the parking lot and effortlessly pulled him self up and over.
Kikyo landed gracefully behind him. "Alright InuYasha, what's your plan?" "Kikyo, this is one of the most beautiful days we will see in our lives. And I dunno about you, but I sure don't want to spend the best years of my life in a class room." Kikyo smiled briefly. InuYasha knew he had convinced her.
For the next couple hours they roamed around town, talking, enoying the day and living out there glory days the way God intended, away from the useless and opressive confines of a school.
Eventully they approched the corner with the gas station/convience store on it. InuYasha titled his head toward it. "Hungry?"
They strolled in nonchalantly, the guy at the station shot them a look, but didn't say a word about the obvious ditchers. InuYasha knew he would be following him with his eyes becuase of his apperance. InuYasha grinned. Well that's more time he won't spend watching Kikyo.
He headed for the snacks and candy bars. Kikyo for the chips and drinks. As he headed down the aisle Kikyo called his name. The attendant turned to the sound and InuYasha turned sharply, his arm swinging out to the side and his hand passing briefly over the Hershey bars. "Yeah?" "How much money you got on ya?" He passed his hand over his right back pocket before sticking it in his left pocket. "About two bucks. You?" "Three, we got enough for a couple sodas." "Right."
They headed up to the register. Above the window were the packs of smokes. As the teller looked down to count the change Inuyasha streched his arms above his head, bringing them down quickly so they flew behind him, then forward past his jacket pocket.
As they strolled out the door, InuYasha screwed the top of his Pepsi bottle and chuckled to him self. "Damn but that's fun. What did you get?" "Some chips and soda. You?" "Couple chocolate bars." They sat down on a bench and divvied up thier spoils before continuing down the road.
"Ya know Kikyo, I think we may be on to something here." "What's that?" "Beautiful day, don't have to do no work, don't have to stay in that damn school and put up with any of those idiots. Don't have to pay for food, well not like we did that anyway, but this way we got our pick of the litter. And we can roam where ever we please. Yeah I can do this once or all week."
"So.. same thing tommorow? They sure as hell won't call anyone at that school, they prolly won't even know we're gone." Kikyo asked. "Hell they're prolly glad I'm gone and they don't have to be polite to me. Not that they're ever polite." Kikyo was silent for a moment. "I got a better plan, why don't we just meet and avoid school altogether?" "I like that plan, how 'bout over at that overpass by the hill?" Being the town was flat as hell, when he said the hill, there was no confusion he meant THE hill. "7 o' clock?" Kikyo asked in agreement. "7 o clock." "So I'll see ya at eight then?" "Har har. Wise ass."
InuYasha looked around. So engorssed was he in thier plan he had failed to realize where his feet had lead him. He was back at the tracks, walking towards the bridge which he always smoked under. Well, either the bridge or home.
InuYasha slid down the rocks to the side of the tracks down to the dirt path that ran along the river the bridge passed over. He walked under the bridge. The concrete support for the bridge extended out from the slope, and there was enough room for some one to sit on to of it. InuYasha pulled him on top, and by the time he had situated himself agaist the back of the support where the concrete formed kind of a step, Kikyo was already up thier along side him.
The support was in the shade, looking out over the river, which under the bridge was shallow enough to glide over and around rocks. Light from above fell through the spaces in the tracks and lit up the water. The support jutted into the river so from where they were no one on the foot path could see them.
"Let's stop in the shade here for a little bit." InuYasha said. "Alright." Kikyo said rummaging through her bag and tossing a Pepsi to InuYasha before taking one her self. "So how's that piece of shit bike working for ya?"
It was past dark when the conversation finally died down. After several seconds of silence habit over took InuYasha and he reached into his jacket a took out one of the stolen cigarettes. he was about to light when he remember he wasn't alone. "Oh fuck.." He turned to Kikyo. He had expected her to berate him, or tell him that he would kill him self, or not want to be with him while he smoked.
What he had not expected was for her to take the cigarette out of his mouth and stick it in her's. InuYasha smirked in relief and something else he couldn't put his finger on at the sight of his friend sharing his bad habit. He lit her smoke then got another one for him self.
After several momnets of silence, InuYasha asked "Where'd you live before you moved here?" in the darkness he couldn't see the look of lonelyness in Kikyo's eyes. "Well.. I.. we move around a lot, it's becuase of my father's job.. I.. WE just can't stay in the area for too long." Kikyo swore at her self in her head, dammit, why was it so hard to lie to him?
"Speakin' of which, I gotta go. Good night InuYasha." She stubbed out her cigarette and slid off the edge. InuYasha heard the rocks sliding beneath her feet as she walked back to the tracks. "See ya tommorow!' He yelled after her. After a moment he put out his own smoke, ate a piece of chocolate he had saved to kill the smell of tobacco on his breath, and headed for home. He went to bed for the first time in recent memory looking forward to waking up.
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