Story: Change of Body
Nice. Sorry for making Inuyasha a bitch. (^_^ his name means demon bitch)
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Chapter Five
Shuuichi's POV
I was at school, again, in Inuyasha's body. I tried to do something with his hair, but it wouldn't work. Sighing, I just noticed a crowd of girls screaming. I caught a few words: "My house at twelve again, okay, hon?"
I snorted. When the crowd died down again, I dragged Inuyasha to the boys' bathroom again. "Twelve at night?! What is this, a shagging session?"
He shrugged, messing up his already disheveled hair. He gave a dumb grin, answering, "Basically."
I sighed, resisting another sudden urge to cuss. "Don't go to her house."
He looked startled. I smiled. "Because if you do . . . I swear, people will think you're a Barney and Teletubbie lover. I will make sure of it."
"Eeeep!" He gave a frightened squeak. I snapped, "Fix your hair!"
He looked at me coldly. "It looks good like this."
I warned, "Barney . . ."
He shut up and took a comb out of my backpack. He began combing in the wrong direction. I sighed with exasperation, saying, "Here. Let me do it."
Making sure every strand was how I usually wore it, I let him leave. Then I looked at myself in the mirror. Inuyasha stared back. His black hair and brown eyes . . .
I ran a finger through my hair, trying to tame it a bit. Gosh, his hair was WAY longer than mine! I looked at the mirror again, and sighed. Inuyasha didn't look bad at all, but he made it look that way, the way he carried himself.
I left the bathroom, heading for homeroom.
*~*~*~*~ English class ~*~*~*~*
Miroku's POV
Wow, I never knew Hiei was so popular . . . girls flirted with me in the hallway, in the classroom . . . In one occasion, one very fine-looking girl actually groped me! And not the other way around!!!
I was in English class, fourth period, right before lunch. I sighed, remembering Hiei's death threat: "If you use MY body for anything other than what I usually do, you will not live to see tomorrow."
Then I remembered Inuyasha's - no, Shuuichi's - message. To meet him after school today. I sighed again. Life was so complicated.
I sat in the classroom doodling on a piece of paper. I was a great artist, of course: especially at the anatomy of girls' bodies. I was absentmindedly drawing breasts . . . Hiei's body was urging me, "No! Don't!" but what did I care . . .?
Suddenly two very pretty girls snatched up my paper, squealing. I almost shouted, "No!" , but then they laughed, teasing, "We didn't know you could draw, Hiei! What are these, eggs?!"
I squirmed over the stupidity of girls, but sighed and smiled. Sure enough, they squealed. "Hiei smiled, Hiei smiled!!!"
I crumpled up the piece of paper as the bell rang and left the room, hoping to meet Shuuichi, the inhabitant of Inuyasha's body, in the hallway.
*~*~*~*~ Lunch ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I was walking in the hallway. These stupid people . . . I thought that the number of slaps Miroku got would lessen, as I didn't grope anybody, but now they were begging me to. I had to humor Sango every day. It wasn't that bad, I suppose . . . AAAARGH, NO!!!
Wasn't that bad . . .? It. Was. TORTURE!!! (A/N someone in denial . . .?) I hated that stupid . . . woman . . . Sango and her sugar-filled ways . . .
She was surprisingly boyish, and filled with concern for everyone, especially her brother, Kohaku, whom I met yesterday. She also had one heck of a throwing arm. Her one fault: Sugar. She ate the stuff every day, which resulted in her getting super hyper, which resulted in her being all giggly and annoying.
I didn't mind quiet girls, like my own sister, but giggly girls who flirted with me sickened me . . . Not that Sango flirted. No! Must think of something else. Like ice cream. Ice cream . . . (A/N Lol, Hiei's addicted to the stuff)
Someone bumped me in the hallway. I was brought back to reality. I snapped, "Watch it!"
I stared into Inuyasha's eyes. Inuyasha, the rough badboy. Inuyasha the fearless leader of the Kawa no Koori's. Inuyasha the . . .
He smiled. "Hey."
I yelped. Inuyasha the friendly and outgoing?!! I glared at him. "What do you want?"
Instead of screwing up his face, he seemed amused. He jerked his head out of the hall. "Bathroom."
When we were in, I faced him. "Yes?"
He smiled. "Lose the tough guy act, Hiei."
I fell to the ground. He knew?! I stood up and maintained a scowl. "You know?"
He kept on smiling, that annoying bastard. "Yes. Miroku told me." As I doubled my fists, he continued, "It's safe with me. I'm Shuuichi."
I rolled my eyes, not that I didn't believe him. "So that's why you're so friendly, huh?"
I added, "Really. As soon as I find out who did this to us, I'm gonna pound their face in."
He smiled, correcting my, "Not their. His or her (A/N O_O Something I picked up from Mrs. Malkin. This note is to Jineka only)."
I scowled. "Shut up pretty boy."
Then I looked outside at Shuuichi's body. "I suppose that jerk out there is Inuyasha?"
He looked regretful. "Yes. It is."
I sighed. "I'm dealing with him . . . You haven't lost your accent, fox."
I looked up and gave a genuine smile. I called his fox because of his cunning, intelligence, and gracefulness. He grinned. "And you haven't lost your coldness."
I walked smoothly out of the bathroom, leaving a rather amused Shuuichi. So. Everyone who mattered knew about our change of body. Everyone except for Inuyasha. I'll deal with him for ever ruining my best friends' image. I smiled. Shuuichi was too kind to use violence. I was not.
*~*~*~*~ After School ~*~*~*~*
Inuyasha's POV
I personally followed Shuuichi out of the school, making sure that he went to the club house. He did. He then said calmly, "Kokoryuha."
I almost toppled over. He actually remembered the password?! It took me three timed to remember it. He entered. I heard them say something about, "Turn on the air vent during the dance while a girl is on top . . ."
Then something stung my jaw. Rubbing it, I looked up. Miroku was standing near me, sneering. "I hope that teaches you not to mess with my best friends' reputation, Inuyasha."
I cried out weakly, "Miroku . . .?"
He gave a snicker. "No. Hiei."
Ah. Another student who had a slight change of body? I smiled. "So Shuucihi told you?"
He smiled. "What does it matter? What matters is that you'll stop sneaking around with girls, got it? And improve your speech. He has a position in the school to keep, you know."
I scowled, but contemplated. He left, with that strange smile still plastered on his face. I rubbed my jaw again. Hiei was a strange guy . . .
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Short chappie. No time. From now on, I can't upload every two days . . . homework, you know?
Review
Nice. Sorry for making Inuyasha a bitch. (^_^ his name means demon bitch)
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Chapter Five
Shuuichi's POV
I was at school, again, in Inuyasha's body. I tried to do something with his hair, but it wouldn't work. Sighing, I just noticed a crowd of girls screaming. I caught a few words: "My house at twelve again, okay, hon?"
I snorted. When the crowd died down again, I dragged Inuyasha to the boys' bathroom again. "Twelve at night?! What is this, a shagging session?"
He shrugged, messing up his already disheveled hair. He gave a dumb grin, answering, "Basically."
I sighed, resisting another sudden urge to cuss. "Don't go to her house."
He looked startled. I smiled. "Because if you do . . . I swear, people will think you're a Barney and Teletubbie lover. I will make sure of it."
"Eeeep!" He gave a frightened squeak. I snapped, "Fix your hair!"
He looked at me coldly. "It looks good like this."
I warned, "Barney . . ."
He shut up and took a comb out of my backpack. He began combing in the wrong direction. I sighed with exasperation, saying, "Here. Let me do it."
Making sure every strand was how I usually wore it, I let him leave. Then I looked at myself in the mirror. Inuyasha stared back. His black hair and brown eyes . . .
I ran a finger through my hair, trying to tame it a bit. Gosh, his hair was WAY longer than mine! I looked at the mirror again, and sighed. Inuyasha didn't look bad at all, but he made it look that way, the way he carried himself.
I left the bathroom, heading for homeroom.
*~*~*~*~ English class ~*~*~*~*
Miroku's POV
Wow, I never knew Hiei was so popular . . . girls flirted with me in the hallway, in the classroom . . . In one occasion, one very fine-looking girl actually groped me! And not the other way around!!!
I was in English class, fourth period, right before lunch. I sighed, remembering Hiei's death threat: "If you use MY body for anything other than what I usually do, you will not live to see tomorrow."
Then I remembered Inuyasha's - no, Shuuichi's - message. To meet him after school today. I sighed again. Life was so complicated.
I sat in the classroom doodling on a piece of paper. I was a great artist, of course: especially at the anatomy of girls' bodies. I was absentmindedly drawing breasts . . . Hiei's body was urging me, "No! Don't!" but what did I care . . .?
Suddenly two very pretty girls snatched up my paper, squealing. I almost shouted, "No!" , but then they laughed, teasing, "We didn't know you could draw, Hiei! What are these, eggs?!"
I squirmed over the stupidity of girls, but sighed and smiled. Sure enough, they squealed. "Hiei smiled, Hiei smiled!!!"
I crumpled up the piece of paper as the bell rang and left the room, hoping to meet Shuuichi, the inhabitant of Inuyasha's body, in the hallway.
*~*~*~*~ Lunch ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I was walking in the hallway. These stupid people . . . I thought that the number of slaps Miroku got would lessen, as I didn't grope anybody, but now they were begging me to. I had to humor Sango every day. It wasn't that bad, I suppose . . . AAAARGH, NO!!!
Wasn't that bad . . .? It. Was. TORTURE!!! (A/N someone in denial . . .?) I hated that stupid . . . woman . . . Sango and her sugar-filled ways . . .
She was surprisingly boyish, and filled with concern for everyone, especially her brother, Kohaku, whom I met yesterday. She also had one heck of a throwing arm. Her one fault: Sugar. She ate the stuff every day, which resulted in her getting super hyper, which resulted in her being all giggly and annoying.
I didn't mind quiet girls, like my own sister, but giggly girls who flirted with me sickened me . . . Not that Sango flirted. No! Must think of something else. Like ice cream. Ice cream . . . (A/N Lol, Hiei's addicted to the stuff)
Someone bumped me in the hallway. I was brought back to reality. I snapped, "Watch it!"
I stared into Inuyasha's eyes. Inuyasha, the rough badboy. Inuyasha the fearless leader of the Kawa no Koori's. Inuyasha the . . .
He smiled. "Hey."
I yelped. Inuyasha the friendly and outgoing?!! I glared at him. "What do you want?"
Instead of screwing up his face, he seemed amused. He jerked his head out of the hall. "Bathroom."
When we were in, I faced him. "Yes?"
He smiled. "Lose the tough guy act, Hiei."
I fell to the ground. He knew?! I stood up and maintained a scowl. "You know?"
He kept on smiling, that annoying bastard. "Yes. Miroku told me." As I doubled my fists, he continued, "It's safe with me. I'm Shuuichi."
I rolled my eyes, not that I didn't believe him. "So that's why you're so friendly, huh?"
I added, "Really. As soon as I find out who did this to us, I'm gonna pound their face in."
He smiled, correcting my, "Not their. His or her (A/N O_O Something I picked up from Mrs. Malkin. This note is to Jineka only)."
I scowled. "Shut up pretty boy."
Then I looked outside at Shuuichi's body. "I suppose that jerk out there is Inuyasha?"
He looked regretful. "Yes. It is."
I sighed. "I'm dealing with him . . . You haven't lost your accent, fox."
I looked up and gave a genuine smile. I called his fox because of his cunning, intelligence, and gracefulness. He grinned. "And you haven't lost your coldness."
I walked smoothly out of the bathroom, leaving a rather amused Shuuichi. So. Everyone who mattered knew about our change of body. Everyone except for Inuyasha. I'll deal with him for ever ruining my best friends' image. I smiled. Shuuichi was too kind to use violence. I was not.
*~*~*~*~ After School ~*~*~*~*
Inuyasha's POV
I personally followed Shuuichi out of the school, making sure that he went to the club house. He did. He then said calmly, "Kokoryuha."
I almost toppled over. He actually remembered the password?! It took me three timed to remember it. He entered. I heard them say something about, "Turn on the air vent during the dance while a girl is on top . . ."
Then something stung my jaw. Rubbing it, I looked up. Miroku was standing near me, sneering. "I hope that teaches you not to mess with my best friends' reputation, Inuyasha."
I cried out weakly, "Miroku . . .?"
He gave a snicker. "No. Hiei."
Ah. Another student who had a slight change of body? I smiled. "So Shuucihi told you?"
He smiled. "What does it matter? What matters is that you'll stop sneaking around with girls, got it? And improve your speech. He has a position in the school to keep, you know."
I scowled, but contemplated. He left, with that strange smile still plastered on his face. I rubbed my jaw again. Hiei was a strange guy . . .
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Short chappie. No time. From now on, I can't upload every two days . . . homework, you know?
Review