A/N: Sorry for the long wait, huge writers block!
10 Things You Hate About Me
Chapter 5: Washed Up, Over-Sexed Whore
Tsubaki grumbled as she and Kikyou walked into the room; she had already had an awful morning. She had been so close to hitting Renkotsu in the side of the head with a soccer ball. And if she had been a few feet to the left she could've hit him right in his stupid pretty-boy face.
He led her on! Completely led her on and then just left her hanging. She had told Kikyou all about her night, and Kikyou had in return, given her a vague 'my night was nice…'
English wasn't being any kinder to her. As soon as she walked in there, that stupid pervert Naraku had to walk up.
"Well hello! How about another table dance for me?" he asked, invading her personal space by a good three feet.
"Fuck off Naraku!" she snapped as she walked away from him, glaring in irritation.
Mr. Taiyoukai walked in and smirked a little. "So… How was everybody's weekend?"
"Why don't you ask Tsubaki?" Naraku replied smugly.
"Unless she kicked your dumb ass, I don't give a shit," he replied coolly. "Now…open your books to page 125…" he stopped mid-sentence when the door opened.
"…Did I miss something?" Renkotsu asked, narrowing his eyes at the teacher.
"Tsubaki being a whore, teacher being a dick, nothing new," Naraku answered.
"Shut up, Naraku, and Renkotsu, sit down. Good of you to come to class today."
Renkotsu took his time walking to a seat. With a crash and a shout, Naraku's desk was sideways and he was sprawled on the floor. Renkotsu was sitting in his desk, looking at Naraku as he pulled the desk up off the floor.
"You'll be expected in detention this afternoon, Renkotsu," Mr. Taiyoukai said, trying to hide his laughter.
Tsubaki shook her head. Men were so primitive. But for once, Naraku did get what he deserved…even if it was from Mr. I'm-better-than-you-deal-with-it.
Lunch was wonderfully slow. Tsubaki ate alone, since she didn't know exactly where Kikyou had gone. Not that she really cared, anyway.
Kikyou, in truth, was eating outside, talking to Suikotsu quietly.
"So…Kikyou, are you going to prom?" he asked vaguely.
"No, I mean…I would, but I don't have a date," she answered. "Are you?" she asked.
"No…well…if I had a date maybe," he responded.
They locked eyes for a minute and Suikotsu laughed. "Uh…well, do you want to go to prom with me?" he asked, blushing a little.
"I guess…" she replied with a slight nod.
He nodded in return. "That's cool," he replied, smiling.
"Now…if I can convince Tsubaki to go," she added under her breath.
He tilted his head to one side slightly. "Oh, will that be a problem?" he asked her.
She bit her lower lip. "Well, maybe, because she's the more anti-men one of us two. And Renkotsu hasn't won many points in her favor," she replied.
"Ah, I see," he said with a knowing nod. "So, if you can get her to go, we're on?"
Kikyou nodded and smiled softly. "Of course,"
Meanwhile, Tsubaki plotted ways to crash detention.
Sorry it's really, really short. But I'm kind of out of ideas; the next chapter will be great!