Change of Body
By: Minuiko
Okay. This new chapter was inspired by Gorgon2222 (is that spelled right?? I'm not using references) because of an e-mail that I was late in answering . . . ;; I honestly didn't know people liked my story that much! Thanks a lot! (You just made my day . . . or night . . . because it IS 9:30 as of now . . .)
I was on another long writer's block, for the same old reasons, except this time, HW got mixed up into this as well. I also made a new story called "Caught in the Rain" on another account, MakaiTenshi, because my favorite character IS Seaman. So . . . yeah, that's why updates are later than usual. (I remember one day when I updated three chapters in one night. Wow. THAT'S not happening anytime soon, unless I have a HUGE amount of free time.)
Well, I'm not supposed to go on long rants like this, especially when people are waiting to read the story, so here it is.
Chapter Nineteen
Shuuichi's POV
"Inu—I mean, Shuuichi, can you hurry it up? Oh no, oh no, I just know Hiei and Sango are out there, probably freezing to death, and— !"
If this were any person other that Kagome talking, well, yeah . . . I'd get super annoyed and maybe even tell them to shut up. Good thing it WAS Kagome. And her worry was justified, as well; even I was a little bit anxious about my best friend. Although I was wondering: they were out in the snow, him and Sango. Alone. And it was really obvious that he liked her. But then again, he wasn't the type to . . . well, you get my meaning.
I told her calmly, "I'm trying, Kag, really."
I changed lanes to a slightly faster one, a bit illegally, I supposed, but no one noticed these things. The mountain was nearly two hours away . . . how was I supposed to get there in time to stop them from getting hypothermia or the like? I got another phone call. "Yeah?"
"Damn, Shuuichi, what's taking you? And didn't I tell you to start saying "hello" instead of "yeah," like a normal person, into the phone? Well, whatever. Hurry, won't you?"
I was glaring at the road ahead of me. I was trying, I truly was. But then again, it was an urgent case. I grinned in spite of myself. Maybe being in Inuyasha's body was taking its toll on my mental capacity. I normally would never get annoyed so easily.
And I said, "As I was telling Kagome less than a minute ago, I'm trying!"
He was laughing about something, I could tell. He asked me, "Hey, how fast can you get here?"
"Two hours without no speeding or traffic."
"Ah. Darn."
"What?"
"Nothing, nothing . . . Hiei just looks soooooo adorable snuggled up against Sango's lovely breasts, over there."
WHAT?! Did I just hear right? Hiei and Sango were . . . that was the complication of having an educationally advanced mind like mine and a somewhat vulgar personality, like Inuyasha's (And very crude statements from Miroku). I was having stupid mental, perverted images going on in my head!!
Kagome leaned forward in her seat, her raven hair blowing against her pale, slightly tanned (and eerily Kikyo-ish except kinder) peering into my face. "What did he say? Shuuichi . . . why is your face so red?"
/This is Miroku we're talking about/, I wanted to say. But then again, she didn't know the extent of Miroku's perverted-ness. And it was MY fault that the images I was getting was so graphic . . . I shook my head. "Nothing, I must be cold or something."
And to Miroku, I said, "You perverted bastard."
Kagome leaned back, apparently not very convinced. Meanwhile, Youko was whining in the backseat, his nose snuggling against Kagome's . . . okay, mind, you have GOT TO STOP THINKING LIKE THAT!! What was wrong with me? I never had these thoughts before. And – and . . . okay, so officially, I have never been in love. And what was I talking about? I didn't love Kagome—okay, I liked her. Cross that, I liked her a lot. Who wouldn't? I had told her so back in the hospital. But that was NO CAUSE for me to start noticing things like where Youko was resting his head . . . God damn it, I was doing it again!
"Shuuichi?"
"Yeah, Miroku?"
"Hurry up, will you?"
Yeah, sure. Whatever you say. "Yeah, sure."
I closed to phone and concentrated on the road, determined not to look at Youko and his . . . resting spot . . .
Inuyasha's POV
I was bored. Bored as hell. Skipping the field trip was the right choice, I never liked them anyways. But staying at home wasn't much better. Maybe I should visit the orphanage . . .
What was I thinking? I wouldn't go back to that place if they paid me. Well . . . alright, if it was over a thousand bucks, sure, I'd go. But nothing less than that! Then again, goody-two-shoes Shuuichi probably made me seem like a total priss to everyone. And he probably showed Kagome that . . . I felt a pang in the place between my spine and ribs, and above the stomach. Yes, the heart. I suddenly realized it. I actually missed the twit.
That couldn't be right, could it? Okay, fine, I DID miss her. But not in that way. I just realized how lonely Shuuichi must've been, so admired by strangers who he didn't even know, to be surrounded by people who weren't even his friends . . . so maybe he was the lucky one, not I. Sure, it had been fun for a time, playing girls, seeing everyone praise me for setting foot in their lawn . . . but . . .
I was lonely. There. I said it. I was fuckin' lonely. It was time to cut the crap and go right up to Kikyo's big-mouthed face and tell her straight out to turn us back. I wanted Kagome back.
Well, she wouldn't be back for another two days (the field trip), so why waste time? Ignoring the two month ban from Shuuichi's annoying mom, I logged onto the computer.
"Shuuichi, are you using the computer?"
Of course not, you dumb woman, why else would the damn noisy PC be beeping? Well, Inuyasha, try to make it convincing. "NO, Mother," I yelled, putting emphasis on "Mother." Luckily, she didn't come up. I used the automatic sign-in thing on the e-mail. Let's see . . . 37 messages . . . now why didn't I think of this before? Oh yeah, this could prove interesting.
Message one: DeadMiko666: Why HELLO, SHUU-CHAAAN!! Looking cute as ever (I can't see you, but you're on my mind so often that I've memorized your face)!! I got a present for you, Minamino-san!!! I'll give it to you at school, okay, hon-bun?!! I'm sure you'll absolutely LOVE IT!!
I gagged. That was Kikyo. It had to be. i checked the date of the mail. And nearly choked with laughter . . . it was nearly five months past. Shuuichi had obviously been ignoring Kikyo's fanmail . . .
The next ten messages were also from Kikyo, including ones that stated, "Honey, why aren't you returning my mail?? Don't you like me????" and that sort of thing. Finally, around the recent mails, one from Kikyo, AKA DeadMiko666, stated that, "I know that it's YOU reading this Inuyasha, so I won't bother to write compliments . . . I am aware that you have discovered that it was I who cursed you. But guess what?? There's no counter for it!! So there! MUAHAHAHAHA!!!"
Ugh. That chick freaked me out. I clicked on the next message.
Ogress of Hair: Just a reminder, Minamino-san! Remember to use the new Makai Essences shampoo (A/N Inside joke) I gave you to keep your hair shiny and healthy!! Not that you need it, of course, but try it anyways! And don't forget that it's a true organic (orgasmic) experience! Yes! Yes! Yes!!
Only Yura could be that obsessed over shampoo, and only Yura could've inferred a word like organic with orgasmic. . . what kind of freaks were Shuuichi's fangirls anyway? The last one held as little promise as the ones DeadMiko666 had held, but I opened it anyways to spite Shuuichi.
YourStalker91356: Why hello there, Kurama. I know where you live. I see what you're doing. You're reading my mail right now. I'm right, am I not? (I thought, /What an idiot, of course I'm reading the mail!/)
Ah, well, that is not important. What is important is that I love you to the death, Kurama, and whatever I love, I love to take. I see my fingers through your silky crimson hair, Kurama. It is soft and firm, it is beautiful. I see your beautiful, green, green eyes, gazing so rapturously into my own. I see your perfect, smooth skin. I am caressing it. You are—
What kind of freak was this person?!! And who was Kurama? I shrugged; it must've been Shuuichi's pet name or something. Although . . . this e-mail was suiting for a person with a SN like YourStalker91356 . . .
Maybe I should ask Shuuichi who she was . . . and I gulped. Or he . . .
I read the little P.S. at the bottom. "Keep your eyes open, Kurama. I'm following you . . ."
And, coincidentally, I hear the shutters to my window snap. Two prominent eyes stare at me and dart away. . . was I hallucinating? Was it really Shuuichi's anonymous stalker? WAS I EVEN SANE ANYMORE?!!
A/N Okaaay. Turning point. Inu-chan has a stalker!! Wanna guess who it is?? It's not very hard . . .
I realized how little parts Inuyasha had in here, so I decided to add some. Miroku isn't very important, either, so I'll try to add more in the next chapter.
Should I add new characters?? Cuz then, my story'll be longer!! I want to add The Seven, although I'm not sure which seven . . . you chose: The Inuyasha Seven (AKA the Shichinintai, which include Bankotsu, Renkotsu, Jakotsu, Suikotsu, Kyoukotsu, Ginkotsu, and Mukotsu) or the Yu Yu Hakusho Seven (My two loves, Sniper (Hagiri) and Seaman (Mitarai), Dark Angel (Sensui), Gate Keeper (Itsuki), Doctor (Kamiya), Game Master (Amanuma), and Gourmet (Don't know his name cuz he's so ugly).)
Er, that's it. Dedicated to Gorgon2222 for motivating me to update!! BTW, review!! Ja ne!
P.S. Haha, Shuuichi's getting pervy thoughts!!
P.P.S. Ha!! I finally know how to use italics(on )!! I'm stupid...