Story: Change of Body
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Chapter Seven
Inuyasha's POV
I yawned. I had spent the entire school day watching the good-boy Shuuichi (That I had four classes with) *ruin* (A/N aka clean up) my perfect bad boy reputation. I was already bored with all the girls running after me: and I listened to Hiei when he told me to stop ruining Shuuichi's reputation - sort of. I mean, it's okay is I drink a bit of alcohol, go for a car ride, and skip classes, right?
It seemed impossible to stay awake. I didn't know why the hell I was so bored. I froze at Shuuichi's locker. What the hell was I doing here? I shook my head. That pretty boy actually went to his locker EVERY DAY after school? The body I was in did not work well with my mind at all.
I banged the locker open, getting out a magazine I had stuffed in there the other day. I looked over my shoulder, expecting perfect-little Kagome to admonish me about reading porn: but no. She wasn't there. I sighed. The things that were most important to me happened to ME, namely, in my body. I felt a rush of pride. Kagome was MY friend, not Shuuichi's.
Then I felt disappointed, remembering that she was everyone's friend. I snarled and said aloud, "Who needs that little pipsqueak anyways?"
*~*~*~*~ Mall ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
Yes. Here I was, at the mall with that woman AGAIN. The Miroku in me warned me beforehand: her slaps HURT. In fact, I could recall the slap that she gave Miroku on the first day of school perfectly, even though it was Miroku's memory and not mine. In fact, there was still a slight pink tinge on my cheek. I shivered. Man, she was strong . . .
She bought us both ice cream, then motioned us to the mall theater. I gulped. ICE CREAM!!! No! Must - resist - I gave a breath of relief. Whew! I resisted the ice cream like a professional. Then, careful not to look at that perfect thing in her hand, I asked very nervously, "The theater?"
She looked at me quizzically. "Don't you still remember our date? After this, we go to the new amusement park, Genkai Stadium!"
I was close to screaming. Then, I regained my cool, scoffing, "Genkai Stadium . . . how pathetic!"
She slapped me, saying in an injured voice, "I'm hurt, Houshi-sama . . .!"
I pushed one hand at her, the other rubbing my stinging cheek, saying quickly, "Not you! I meant the name! Genkai Stadium is a horrible name!"
She sighed happily, chirping, "I'm sorry about the slap, Houshi-sama . . ."
You bet you're sorry! I probably can't touch that portion of my face for another week . . .
*~*~*~*~ An hour through the movie ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I sat down, bored. This was a classical mushy movie. I yawned and fell asleep. . .
YOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!! (Boy, I'm glad I didn't say that aloud . . .)
My face was stinging again. I looked at Sango. She pulled me out, hissing, "You missed half the movie! The half with the sex in it!"
I stared at her, then remembered Miroku's pervertedness. I yawned, saying hopefully, "Maybe I'm a bit tired . . ."
She threw her hands up. "Hell is freezing over, Miroku won't watch a porn movie with me! And to think that last week, you were begging me to watch this movie! I wanted the new action thing, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, you HAD to choose a disgusting little movie that you fell asleep through!!!"
I stared at her, beginning to smile. So. She WAS different from the rest. I had thought that SHE chose the movie. I stopped trying to get out of the date, saying, "So. How about Genkai Stadium?"
She grinned happily, cutting off the blood circulation in my arm with her deadly grip, chirping, "Sure, Houshi-sama!"
I choked. What did I just say?! Did I just WILLINGLY say I would go to the stupid park with her? I banged myself on the head. It had to be Miroku's body.
A little voice in my head said, /Don't lie to yourself. You wanted to go./
Maybe I did. No I didn't! I did. I didn't! I snarled, mentally of course, /SHADDUP!/
*~*~*~*~ Genkai Stadium ~*~*~*
Sango's POV
WHEEE!!! I was zipping up and down the thrill ride, called "Toguro's Revenge", on a dare from Miroku. I have to admit, it was funny to actually see him quaking in his boots about a ride. I finished the ride, saying happily, "So. What about my five dollars?"
He handed a crumpled bill to me, then turned away, rubbing his finger. I laughed. The crazy old woman at the entranced insisted that we tried to balance on a very, very sharp spike for twelve minutes (A/N I know, I know, Yusuke did it for twelve hours) before entering. I did ten, while Miroku did eleven (And pricked his finder severely). It took its toll on his circulation.
I grinned. "How 'bout we go to Genkai's tournament next?"
He blinked, saying monotonously, "Sure. I guess."
Basically, the old lady who ran the park would choose some people from the audience, and place them in a fighting tournament, against each other. The winner got a trophy and a really adorable plushie.
I yelled, "Win for me, Houshi-sama!", not that I thought he would. I mean, how's a guy who got slapped every day by girls gonna win against . . . well, against anyone? I pushed him on. Genkai chose the people (Yes, with Miroku), saying, "Now. Pick the arrow you think is pretty (A/N I love that quote!) and we'll get on with the tournament."
I held my breath. The tournament began.
*~*~*~*~ Last Match in Genkai's Tournament ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I stared for a long, long time at the teen who I was about to fight. It was Yusuke Urameshi, a freshman. He was rather dumb, but extremely athletic and persistent. I grinned. Though not persistent enough to escape Keiko's pleas. I could tell by the embarrassed look on his face that if he had his way, he wouldn't be on this stage.
I hollered before we began, knowing that Miroku was in contact with every girl in my school, "Say hi to Keiko for me when you lose, Urameshi!"
He flushed, saying cockily, "When I lose? I'll give you my months' savings if I lose. You can't possibly win!"
I grinned, saying in a quiet and deadly voice, "We'll see."
The match began. He began by kicking my face, which I effortlessly dodged. Keiko cried, "Go Yusuke!"
I looked briefly at Sango. She was somewhat . . . in shock. I grinned, knowing why. She, like everyone else, had underestimated me.
Yusuke's fists jabbed at me, over and over. What an amateur. I kicked his family jewels (After all, Genkai did say 'Anything goes", right?). He doubled over in pain. The crowd roared with laughter. I grinned.
Yusuke turned to me, furious. I just kept on grinning. He now ran towards me, doubling his fists, a trademark Yusuke move. I waited for the right moment . . . I dodged skillfully. I knew that to him, I was disappearing. Then I jabbed my elbow into his ribs.
He crumbled to the ground. Before he fainted, he said weakly, "That's . . . one of Hiei's . . . attacks . . ."
How right you are, Urameshi. I won the tournament. Walking over Yusuke carelessly, I handed the winnings to Sango. She looked at me with admiration, then kissed my cheek. I was shocked. And in utter bliss. I was so un-Hiei-ish that I fainted.
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Hehe. I like making them faint, don't I?
*whew* I had to sneak past my mom to type this . . . *shakes head*
Ok. I updated. Now review!
Glad you liked it . . .
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Chapter Seven
Inuyasha's POV
I yawned. I had spent the entire school day watching the good-boy Shuuichi (That I had four classes with) *ruin* (A/N aka clean up) my perfect bad boy reputation. I was already bored with all the girls running after me: and I listened to Hiei when he told me to stop ruining Shuuichi's reputation - sort of. I mean, it's okay is I drink a bit of alcohol, go for a car ride, and skip classes, right?
It seemed impossible to stay awake. I didn't know why the hell I was so bored. I froze at Shuuichi's locker. What the hell was I doing here? I shook my head. That pretty boy actually went to his locker EVERY DAY after school? The body I was in did not work well with my mind at all.
I banged the locker open, getting out a magazine I had stuffed in there the other day. I looked over my shoulder, expecting perfect-little Kagome to admonish me about reading porn: but no. She wasn't there. I sighed. The things that were most important to me happened to ME, namely, in my body. I felt a rush of pride. Kagome was MY friend, not Shuuichi's.
Then I felt disappointed, remembering that she was everyone's friend. I snarled and said aloud, "Who needs that little pipsqueak anyways?"
*~*~*~*~ Mall ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
Yes. Here I was, at the mall with that woman AGAIN. The Miroku in me warned me beforehand: her slaps HURT. In fact, I could recall the slap that she gave Miroku on the first day of school perfectly, even though it was Miroku's memory and not mine. In fact, there was still a slight pink tinge on my cheek. I shivered. Man, she was strong . . .
She bought us both ice cream, then motioned us to the mall theater. I gulped. ICE CREAM!!! No! Must - resist - I gave a breath of relief. Whew! I resisted the ice cream like a professional. Then, careful not to look at that perfect thing in her hand, I asked very nervously, "The theater?"
She looked at me quizzically. "Don't you still remember our date? After this, we go to the new amusement park, Genkai Stadium!"
I was close to screaming. Then, I regained my cool, scoffing, "Genkai Stadium . . . how pathetic!"
She slapped me, saying in an injured voice, "I'm hurt, Houshi-sama . . .!"
I pushed one hand at her, the other rubbing my stinging cheek, saying quickly, "Not you! I meant the name! Genkai Stadium is a horrible name!"
She sighed happily, chirping, "I'm sorry about the slap, Houshi-sama . . ."
You bet you're sorry! I probably can't touch that portion of my face for another week . . .
*~*~*~*~ An hour through the movie ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I sat down, bored. This was a classical mushy movie. I yawned and fell asleep. . .
YOOOOOWWWWW!!!!!! (Boy, I'm glad I didn't say that aloud . . .)
My face was stinging again. I looked at Sango. She pulled me out, hissing, "You missed half the movie! The half with the sex in it!"
I stared at her, then remembered Miroku's pervertedness. I yawned, saying hopefully, "Maybe I'm a bit tired . . ."
She threw her hands up. "Hell is freezing over, Miroku won't watch a porn movie with me! And to think that last week, you were begging me to watch this movie! I wanted the new action thing, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO, you HAD to choose a disgusting little movie that you fell asleep through!!!"
I stared at her, beginning to smile. So. She WAS different from the rest. I had thought that SHE chose the movie. I stopped trying to get out of the date, saying, "So. How about Genkai Stadium?"
She grinned happily, cutting off the blood circulation in my arm with her deadly grip, chirping, "Sure, Houshi-sama!"
I choked. What did I just say?! Did I just WILLINGLY say I would go to the stupid park with her? I banged myself on the head. It had to be Miroku's body.
A little voice in my head said, /Don't lie to yourself. You wanted to go./
Maybe I did. No I didn't! I did. I didn't! I snarled, mentally of course, /SHADDUP!/
*~*~*~*~ Genkai Stadium ~*~*~*
Sango's POV
WHEEE!!! I was zipping up and down the thrill ride, called "Toguro's Revenge", on a dare from Miroku. I have to admit, it was funny to actually see him quaking in his boots about a ride. I finished the ride, saying happily, "So. What about my five dollars?"
He handed a crumpled bill to me, then turned away, rubbing his finger. I laughed. The crazy old woman at the entranced insisted that we tried to balance on a very, very sharp spike for twelve minutes (A/N I know, I know, Yusuke did it for twelve hours) before entering. I did ten, while Miroku did eleven (And pricked his finder severely). It took its toll on his circulation.
I grinned. "How 'bout we go to Genkai's tournament next?"
He blinked, saying monotonously, "Sure. I guess."
Basically, the old lady who ran the park would choose some people from the audience, and place them in a fighting tournament, against each other. The winner got a trophy and a really adorable plushie.
I yelled, "Win for me, Houshi-sama!", not that I thought he would. I mean, how's a guy who got slapped every day by girls gonna win against . . . well, against anyone? I pushed him on. Genkai chose the people (Yes, with Miroku), saying, "Now. Pick the arrow you think is pretty (A/N I love that quote!) and we'll get on with the tournament."
I held my breath. The tournament began.
*~*~*~*~ Last Match in Genkai's Tournament ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I stared for a long, long time at the teen who I was about to fight. It was Yusuke Urameshi, a freshman. He was rather dumb, but extremely athletic and persistent. I grinned. Though not persistent enough to escape Keiko's pleas. I could tell by the embarrassed look on his face that if he had his way, he wouldn't be on this stage.
I hollered before we began, knowing that Miroku was in contact with every girl in my school, "Say hi to Keiko for me when you lose, Urameshi!"
He flushed, saying cockily, "When I lose? I'll give you my months' savings if I lose. You can't possibly win!"
I grinned, saying in a quiet and deadly voice, "We'll see."
The match began. He began by kicking my face, which I effortlessly dodged. Keiko cried, "Go Yusuke!"
I looked briefly at Sango. She was somewhat . . . in shock. I grinned, knowing why. She, like everyone else, had underestimated me.
Yusuke's fists jabbed at me, over and over. What an amateur. I kicked his family jewels (After all, Genkai did say 'Anything goes", right?). He doubled over in pain. The crowd roared with laughter. I grinned.
Yusuke turned to me, furious. I just kept on grinning. He now ran towards me, doubling his fists, a trademark Yusuke move. I waited for the right moment . . . I dodged skillfully. I knew that to him, I was disappearing. Then I jabbed my elbow into his ribs.
He crumbled to the ground. Before he fainted, he said weakly, "That's . . . one of Hiei's . . . attacks . . ."
How right you are, Urameshi. I won the tournament. Walking over Yusuke carelessly, I handed the winnings to Sango. She looked at me with admiration, then kissed my cheek. I was shocked. And in utter bliss. I was so un-Hiei-ish that I fainted.
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Hehe. I like making them faint, don't I?
*whew* I had to sneak past my mom to type this . . . *shakes head*
Ok. I updated. Now review!