Story: Change of Body
Sorry for the lateness of the update . . .
Skipping the weekend to Monday . . .
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Chapter Eight
Kikyo's POV
AARGH! I ripped at my knee-length hair. Everything was going wrong! I peered at my "victims" again and suppressed a scream. Shuuichi was doing NOTHING but improving the bastard Inuyasha's reputation. I thought, /How can he be so content?/
I turned to Hiei, in Miroku's body, who was laughing softly at something Sango said. Clenching my fists, I muttered, "She was supposed to annoy him, not give him a good time."
Yes, I really should have predicted Miroku's reaction in a body that attracts many females, but I really didn't think that Inuyasha liked these . . . things . . .
"Bored?"
I turned around. Ah. My teenaged teacher, Naraku. Yes, he was the one who taught me how to use magic. He, in fact, was the most powerful wizard in the world. Most people thought that his tricks were special effects, but they weren't. I snapped, "How could you tell?!"
He grinned. "Temper, temper! You're wondering . . . why your victims aren't suffering, am I right?"
I buried my face in my hands. "Yes."
He smiled. "Look at Inuyasha."
I did. He was surrounded, as usual, by a mob of girls. I sighed, snapping, "He's sure got his bitches well organized!"
Naraku ignored my, saying, "See how frustrated his eyes are?" I stared harder, not seeing anything. He said, "Oh, he'll be suffering soon enough."
He turned to Hiei, examining him closely. He kept glancing back at his sister, pretty little Yukina. Jealousy . . . I snapped my fingers. "I see. Make Sango think that Hiei's cheating on her for Yukina."
Naraku smiled. "I love that mind of yours, Kikyo."
I made a face, replying dryly, "Thank you."
Naraku smiled, saying, "I'll even help you . . . if you do something for me."
I looked at him: I could use all the help I could get.
He grinned. "Get me a date with Kagura."
I looked at him, stiffening, then answered, "Alright."
He smiled, leaving me in the hallway. He dropped a note. /Have fun/
I smiled. Oh, trust me, I will . . . I will . . .
*~*~*~*~ Period Six ~*~*~*~*
Kagome's POV
I was sitting in my desk, writing down my math homework. The teacher was saying, "And that's all there is to it. Any questions?"
Shuuichi looked very rude. He said roughly, "Yeah. How did you get such a big ass?"
The class giggled. The teacher looked flustered, shouting, "That's enough of your smart mouth, Inu—" she looked confused. "Shuuichi?!!!"
She fainted (What's the faint count now . . .?) The class was out early. I mouthed to Inuyasha, "Is it just me or is he acting a bit like you?"
He looked offended for some reason. I looked curiously at him before slinging my book bag over my shoulder and getting to my locker. He followed me.
After I took my history book out of my locker, the locker door slammed shut. I looked up at deep indigo eyes. Kouga grinned at me. "Kagome baby, whaddya say we go for a ride, just me and you—"
Inuyasha clenched his fists, biting his lip, rather nervously. If I hadn't known better, I would think that he had a crush on me or something. I mean, it just wasn't possible, even though he was acting a bit weird this year. Weird in a good way, I mean.
I said sweetly, "I'd love to, only I have plans."
Kouga cursed, and just a second after Kouga slunk away, some weird and cute-in-a-stupid-way person with light brown hair came stumbling across me. He blushed, saying, "Kagome! H-hi, my name is Hojo. I was wondering, erm, if you . . . if you'd like to go to the dance with me."
I wanted to say in a voice icier than Kanna's, "No way in hell. I don't go with total strangers, not to mention dorky ones." But that wasn't like me. As I was about to reply, Inuyasha stepped between us. He said in a voice that was oozing with politeness, "I'm terribly sorry, but Kagome's taken. I recommend Kanna though, I've heard that, despite her size, she's an excellent dancer."
He added, "What was your name again, Hobo?"
I stifled a laugh. He had obviously heard his name. Hojo reddened slightly, but not realizing that Inuyasha was making fun of him, he replied. "My name is Hojo!"
After he'd left, I sighed. "Thank you, Inuyasha."
He gave an awkward smile. "You . . . you're welcome. But . . . um. . . Kagome? Will you go to the dance with me?"
I was baffled. This was Inuyasha! He . . . actually asked me? I smiled. "Yeah, sure, Inuyasha." I thought, /Well, at least he didn't really lie to "Hobo"/
*~*~*~*~ Sango's house ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I slammed my controller down. Sango had beaten me at the game – again! Leaning over, I gritted my teeth. "One more game."
Sango grinned. "Ready to get beaten again?"
I said crossly, "How do you know that you'll beat me?"
She replied, "Probability. Fifty six to zero gives me a good chance of victory."
I sweatdropped, and we resumed our game. Left-right-left . . . She put her controller down, yelling. "Win fifty-seven!!!"
I looked away, turning red. Not that Miroku could do any better. Kohaku came in, saying, "Can I challenge him, Sis?"
Sango grinned. Her hands were, probably, aching from slamming rapidly on the buttons. I lightened up a bit. How good could her younger brother be . . .?
*~*~*~*~ One Hour Later~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
Kohaku jumped up. "That's my seventeenth win!"
I sat down, my head hanging in shame. Video game skills must've been in Sango's family's genes. Kohaku smiled, saying, "See, here's how you control this character."
I thought, /How low are you, Hiei? Taking advice from a kid now?/
I ignored my conscience, leaning forward to hear what Kohaku was saying . . .
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Not a very good ending . . . Sesshy's coming after the dance, so watch out!
. . . Uh . . . Review?
Sorry for the lateness of the update . . .
Skipping the weekend to Monday . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter Eight
Kikyo's POV
AARGH! I ripped at my knee-length hair. Everything was going wrong! I peered at my "victims" again and suppressed a scream. Shuuichi was doing NOTHING but improving the bastard Inuyasha's reputation. I thought, /How can he be so content?/
I turned to Hiei, in Miroku's body, who was laughing softly at something Sango said. Clenching my fists, I muttered, "She was supposed to annoy him, not give him a good time."
Yes, I really should have predicted Miroku's reaction in a body that attracts many females, but I really didn't think that Inuyasha liked these . . . things . . .
"Bored?"
I turned around. Ah. My teenaged teacher, Naraku. Yes, he was the one who taught me how to use magic. He, in fact, was the most powerful wizard in the world. Most people thought that his tricks were special effects, but they weren't. I snapped, "How could you tell?!"
He grinned. "Temper, temper! You're wondering . . . why your victims aren't suffering, am I right?"
I buried my face in my hands. "Yes."
He smiled. "Look at Inuyasha."
I did. He was surrounded, as usual, by a mob of girls. I sighed, snapping, "He's sure got his bitches well organized!"
Naraku ignored my, saying, "See how frustrated his eyes are?" I stared harder, not seeing anything. He said, "Oh, he'll be suffering soon enough."
He turned to Hiei, examining him closely. He kept glancing back at his sister, pretty little Yukina. Jealousy . . . I snapped my fingers. "I see. Make Sango think that Hiei's cheating on her for Yukina."
Naraku smiled. "I love that mind of yours, Kikyo."
I made a face, replying dryly, "Thank you."
Naraku smiled, saying, "I'll even help you . . . if you do something for me."
I looked at him: I could use all the help I could get.
He grinned. "Get me a date with Kagura."
I looked at him, stiffening, then answered, "Alright."
He smiled, leaving me in the hallway. He dropped a note. /Have fun/
I smiled. Oh, trust me, I will . . . I will . . .
*~*~*~*~ Period Six ~*~*~*~*
Kagome's POV
I was sitting in my desk, writing down my math homework. The teacher was saying, "And that's all there is to it. Any questions?"
Shuuichi looked very rude. He said roughly, "Yeah. How did you get such a big ass?"
The class giggled. The teacher looked flustered, shouting, "That's enough of your smart mouth, Inu—" she looked confused. "Shuuichi?!!!"
She fainted (What's the faint count now . . .?) The class was out early. I mouthed to Inuyasha, "Is it just me or is he acting a bit like you?"
He looked offended for some reason. I looked curiously at him before slinging my book bag over my shoulder and getting to my locker. He followed me.
After I took my history book out of my locker, the locker door slammed shut. I looked up at deep indigo eyes. Kouga grinned at me. "Kagome baby, whaddya say we go for a ride, just me and you—"
Inuyasha clenched his fists, biting his lip, rather nervously. If I hadn't known better, I would think that he had a crush on me or something. I mean, it just wasn't possible, even though he was acting a bit weird this year. Weird in a good way, I mean.
I said sweetly, "I'd love to, only I have plans."
Kouga cursed, and just a second after Kouga slunk away, some weird and cute-in-a-stupid-way person with light brown hair came stumbling across me. He blushed, saying, "Kagome! H-hi, my name is Hojo. I was wondering, erm, if you . . . if you'd like to go to the dance with me."
I wanted to say in a voice icier than Kanna's, "No way in hell. I don't go with total strangers, not to mention dorky ones." But that wasn't like me. As I was about to reply, Inuyasha stepped between us. He said in a voice that was oozing with politeness, "I'm terribly sorry, but Kagome's taken. I recommend Kanna though, I've heard that, despite her size, she's an excellent dancer."
He added, "What was your name again, Hobo?"
I stifled a laugh. He had obviously heard his name. Hojo reddened slightly, but not realizing that Inuyasha was making fun of him, he replied. "My name is Hojo!"
After he'd left, I sighed. "Thank you, Inuyasha."
He gave an awkward smile. "You . . . you're welcome. But . . . um. . . Kagome? Will you go to the dance with me?"
I was baffled. This was Inuyasha! He . . . actually asked me? I smiled. "Yeah, sure, Inuyasha." I thought, /Well, at least he didn't really lie to "Hobo"/
*~*~*~*~ Sango's house ~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
I slammed my controller down. Sango had beaten me at the game – again! Leaning over, I gritted my teeth. "One more game."
Sango grinned. "Ready to get beaten again?"
I said crossly, "How do you know that you'll beat me?"
She replied, "Probability. Fifty six to zero gives me a good chance of victory."
I sweatdropped, and we resumed our game. Left-right-left . . . She put her controller down, yelling. "Win fifty-seven!!!"
I looked away, turning red. Not that Miroku could do any better. Kohaku came in, saying, "Can I challenge him, Sis?"
Sango grinned. Her hands were, probably, aching from slamming rapidly on the buttons. I lightened up a bit. How good could her younger brother be . . .?
*~*~*~*~ One Hour Later~*~*~*~*
Hiei's POV
Kohaku jumped up. "That's my seventeenth win!"
I sat down, my head hanging in shame. Video game skills must've been in Sango's family's genes. Kohaku smiled, saying, "See, here's how you control this character."
I thought, /How low are you, Hiei? Taking advice from a kid now?/
I ignored my conscience, leaning forward to hear what Kohaku was saying . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Not a very good ending . . . Sesshy's coming after the dance, so watch out!
. . . Uh . . . Review?