Story: Change of Body
I'm sorry!!! I couldn't update cuz of the mounds of homework/projects teachers are piling . . . And it's a (in my opinion) good chapter, too . . .
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Chapter Sixteen
Hiei's POV
It was the day of the field trip; we were to go to the snowy mountains and study the terrain (how boring . . .) for three days. Sango was skipping around gleefully. "We're skipping school! We're skipping school!"
She took my hands and hollered, "Dance with me, Houshi-sama!!!"
I looked around, expecting to see Shuuichi smirking at me, but then I remembered that he was still in the hospital. Clenching my fists, I cursed nature for the creation of greedy doctors looking for extra money (I had checked his shoulder wound; it was perfectly healed). Then I shook my head. He had gotten so close to that school girl, Kagome, during the last few days. He wouldn't sit next to me on the bus, anyways. Either way, I'd have to suffer by Sango's hands.
I shook my head, again, and concentrated to the current problem at hand: a sugar-high plus school-skipping-happy Sango. I blurt out, "How do you eat all that sugar and still keep so thin?"
She stopped spinning and looked at me. She said, smiling slyly, "So, you've been looking, eh?"
I blushed, while she laughed heartily. She teased, "Have you been taking testosterone? You've been blushing at every embarrassing thing I've said these days! You were never that self-conscious before!"
I objected, "Testosterone doesn't make you self-conscious, woman."
She grinned. "So-called manly men are always self conscious."
I looked down again, while she resumed skipping. Rubbing my temple, I wondered how such a well-grown girl could act so childish. Then I hit my head again. /Stop looking at her figure, Hiei, god-damn it! So what if she's pretty?/
I gulped. Did I just think she was pretty? And when did I call myself Hiei in third-person? I remembered reading in a book: "The first step to insanity is talking about yourself in third-person." I must be insane . . .
*~*~*~*~ Kikyo's POV ~*~*~*~*
We loaded the bus. I rubbed my hands together eagerly, saying to Naraku, "This is it!"
He looked sulky. "If we crash the bus, we all die, don't we?"
I hissed, "Are you stupid? Of course!"
He looked down. "Then I won't get to date Kagura."
I smirked, shaking my head at his idiocy. "The solution is: don't crash, you hormone-driven dimwit. Got it?"
He looked shocked. "But . . . what's the point of controlling the bus, then?"
I grinned. "We take it to a glacier, dump everyone off, make it look like an accident that Hiei and Sango are left behind, then go to our original destination! Is it not simple?"
He shook his head. I clapped my hands to my forehead. It was going to be a long ride . . .
*~*~*~*~ In the mountains ~*~*~*~*
Still Kikyo's POV
We were near my chosen glacier. I hissed at him, "Now! Go left!"
He clicked on the remote. Nothing happened. He looked outside. Then turned red, saying sheepishly, "I think the device fell on our way here."
I was about to shriek, when I remembered that we were both mages. I told him, "Use your elemental magic. Make it snow. If you do, I'll make sure Kagura goes on TWO dates with you, complete with kissing."
His eyes shined. I thought, /Stupid boy/. Obviously, I couldn't carry out what I promised, but revenge was so sweet, I didn't even care. I didn't care that Hiei and Sango would freeze to death. It was all too good.
He made a blizzard. The bus driver muttered, "Looks like a hailstorm."
The teacher was excited. "She said in a fakely sweet tone, "Class, this is what a snow storm looks like. Please take out your notebooks and—"
Her speech was interrupted by a blast of howling wind that drove the bus on a veer to the left. The bus driver panicked. "This is no ordinary storm!" he exclaimed, shaking. "Even a big one shouldn't be able to pick up a bus this big and make it swerve around—"
I muttered to Naraku, "Great job. No ordinary storm indeed."
We were blown to the glacier. Sango who was at the front, was peering at the magical storm suspiciously, when the bus door opened. She was sucked outside the door, clinging on frantically with one desperate hand.
"Sango!" Both Hiei and Miroku cried out at the same time. Miroku (in Hiei's body) blushed and sat down. Hiei, however, ran to the door, reaching for Sango's free hand, which was white from the cold and ferocity of Naraku's storm.
Slowly, he got a hold of her hand and was pulling her, slowly, back into the bus. I glared, focusing my own energy onto the storm. It got wilder; both Hiei and Sango fell down the glacier. I caught Miroku staring at me in shock, but everyone else was either worried about Hiei and Sango, or relieved that they were alive. The storm cooled, but didn't cease; it would've been strange if it stopped right when it had claimed its victims. I caught Koenma staring, too. Maybe he knew? No. He couldn't. It was too subtle.
I suppressed a wild laugh of triumph and crawled back into my seat, whispering to myself, "Mission accomplished."
*~*~*~*~Hospital~*~*~*~*
Shuuichi's POV
Kagome came, smiling sweetly. "Hey, Inuyasha, if you're okay, why don't you go to Genkai Stadium with me tomorrow? School is closed for three days."
I looked at her. "Closed? Why?"
She grinned. "It's the field trip. To the mountains. Those not going will be staying home."
I took her hand. She was so . . . I don't know. Kind. Practical. I smiled gently. "Why aren't you going?"
She shrugged, using her other hand to tuck behind her ear, Sesshoumaru-style. She smiled too. "I thought it would be more fun to spend that time with you."
Yes, she was definitely kind. I couldn't help but broaden my smile. "Thank you, Kagome. Yes, I accept your offer."
She smiled, after a few minutes of just smiling dumbly at each other, we burst out laughing. It was just too stupid. Neither one of us suspected that Hiei and Sango would be in danger at that moment.
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Okay. That's not a very good ending, but let's leave it at that. Again, sorry for not updating! (By the way, review)
I'm sorry!!! I couldn't update cuz of the mounds of homework/projects teachers are piling . . . And it's a (in my opinion) good chapter, too . . .
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter Sixteen
Hiei's POV
It was the day of the field trip; we were to go to the snowy mountains and study the terrain (how boring . . .) for three days. Sango was skipping around gleefully. "We're skipping school! We're skipping school!"
She took my hands and hollered, "Dance with me, Houshi-sama!!!"
I looked around, expecting to see Shuuichi smirking at me, but then I remembered that he was still in the hospital. Clenching my fists, I cursed nature for the creation of greedy doctors looking for extra money (I had checked his shoulder wound; it was perfectly healed). Then I shook my head. He had gotten so close to that school girl, Kagome, during the last few days. He wouldn't sit next to me on the bus, anyways. Either way, I'd have to suffer by Sango's hands.
I shook my head, again, and concentrated to the current problem at hand: a sugar-high plus school-skipping-happy Sango. I blurt out, "How do you eat all that sugar and still keep so thin?"
She stopped spinning and looked at me. She said, smiling slyly, "So, you've been looking, eh?"
I blushed, while she laughed heartily. She teased, "Have you been taking testosterone? You've been blushing at every embarrassing thing I've said these days! You were never that self-conscious before!"
I objected, "Testosterone doesn't make you self-conscious, woman."
She grinned. "So-called manly men are always self conscious."
I looked down again, while she resumed skipping. Rubbing my temple, I wondered how such a well-grown girl could act so childish. Then I hit my head again. /Stop looking at her figure, Hiei, god-damn it! So what if she's pretty?/
I gulped. Did I just think she was pretty? And when did I call myself Hiei in third-person? I remembered reading in a book: "The first step to insanity is talking about yourself in third-person." I must be insane . . .
*~*~*~*~ Kikyo's POV ~*~*~*~*
We loaded the bus. I rubbed my hands together eagerly, saying to Naraku, "This is it!"
He looked sulky. "If we crash the bus, we all die, don't we?"
I hissed, "Are you stupid? Of course!"
He looked down. "Then I won't get to date Kagura."
I smirked, shaking my head at his idiocy. "The solution is: don't crash, you hormone-driven dimwit. Got it?"
He looked shocked. "But . . . what's the point of controlling the bus, then?"
I grinned. "We take it to a glacier, dump everyone off, make it look like an accident that Hiei and Sango are left behind, then go to our original destination! Is it not simple?"
He shook his head. I clapped my hands to my forehead. It was going to be a long ride . . .
*~*~*~*~ In the mountains ~*~*~*~*
Still Kikyo's POV
We were near my chosen glacier. I hissed at him, "Now! Go left!"
He clicked on the remote. Nothing happened. He looked outside. Then turned red, saying sheepishly, "I think the device fell on our way here."
I was about to shriek, when I remembered that we were both mages. I told him, "Use your elemental magic. Make it snow. If you do, I'll make sure Kagura goes on TWO dates with you, complete with kissing."
His eyes shined. I thought, /Stupid boy/. Obviously, I couldn't carry out what I promised, but revenge was so sweet, I didn't even care. I didn't care that Hiei and Sango would freeze to death. It was all too good.
He made a blizzard. The bus driver muttered, "Looks like a hailstorm."
The teacher was excited. "She said in a fakely sweet tone, "Class, this is what a snow storm looks like. Please take out your notebooks and—"
Her speech was interrupted by a blast of howling wind that drove the bus on a veer to the left. The bus driver panicked. "This is no ordinary storm!" he exclaimed, shaking. "Even a big one shouldn't be able to pick up a bus this big and make it swerve around—"
I muttered to Naraku, "Great job. No ordinary storm indeed."
We were blown to the glacier. Sango who was at the front, was peering at the magical storm suspiciously, when the bus door opened. She was sucked outside the door, clinging on frantically with one desperate hand.
"Sango!" Both Hiei and Miroku cried out at the same time. Miroku (in Hiei's body) blushed and sat down. Hiei, however, ran to the door, reaching for Sango's free hand, which was white from the cold and ferocity of Naraku's storm.
Slowly, he got a hold of her hand and was pulling her, slowly, back into the bus. I glared, focusing my own energy onto the storm. It got wilder; both Hiei and Sango fell down the glacier. I caught Miroku staring at me in shock, but everyone else was either worried about Hiei and Sango, or relieved that they were alive. The storm cooled, but didn't cease; it would've been strange if it stopped right when it had claimed its victims. I caught Koenma staring, too. Maybe he knew? No. He couldn't. It was too subtle.
I suppressed a wild laugh of triumph and crawled back into my seat, whispering to myself, "Mission accomplished."
*~*~*~*~Hospital~*~*~*~*
Shuuichi's POV
Kagome came, smiling sweetly. "Hey, Inuyasha, if you're okay, why don't you go to Genkai Stadium with me tomorrow? School is closed for three days."
I looked at her. "Closed? Why?"
She grinned. "It's the field trip. To the mountains. Those not going will be staying home."
I took her hand. She was so . . . I don't know. Kind. Practical. I smiled gently. "Why aren't you going?"
She shrugged, using her other hand to tuck behind her ear, Sesshoumaru-style. She smiled too. "I thought it would be more fun to spend that time with you."
Yes, she was definitely kind. I couldn't help but broaden my smile. "Thank you, Kagome. Yes, I accept your offer."
She smiled, after a few minutes of just smiling dumbly at each other, we burst out laughing. It was just too stupid. Neither one of us suspected that Hiei and Sango would be in danger at that moment.
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Okay. That's not a very good ending, but let's leave it at that. Again, sorry for not updating! (By the way, review)