Colorful Emotions
Chapter 9: Mystery Plot
Kagome's heart pounded. Dang it, why was she feeling so weird? All Inuyasha did was look at her. She could even feel her cheeks turning red.
Kagome took a deep breath, cursing her own stupidity. "Well, uh, yeah," she stammered, not so intelligently.
Inuyasha didn't respond. Not that it mattered. There was nothing to say.
An awkward silence filled the room.
What to do? What to do? Kagome thought, desperately digging through her brain for anything at all to break the silence with.
She came up with nothing.
Darn.
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Miroku gaped, dumbfounded. What? Hopefully he didn't just hear correctly. He couldn't have! It would be torture, pure and simple! He could feel the walls—er, trees…from the…forest—closing in on him. He felt lightheaded.
Sango raised an eyebrow at him. He was writhing on the floor now.
Although that spell was a pretty good idea. If she could say so.
Holding back a grin, she asked Miroku, "Uh…are you okay?"
"Okay? How can I be okay? The world is coming to an end! I can't breathe! I'm choking! Dying!" Miroku gasped.
Sango sighed. "Get a grip, Miroku. Please."
No response.
She rolled her eyes but decided to be nice. She held a hand in front of his face. "Get up."
Miroku took her hand in his, and she ignored a tiny staggering skipped-a-beat feeling in her heart, dismissing it as nothing important. Of course it wasn't.
It wasn't a stupid girly crush. That would be completely disgusting for a whole bunch of reasons. The main one being…
Who in their right mind would like Miroku?
And speaking of which…
Sango glanced at him from the corner of her eye. He was staring at her intently, an expression of utmost concentration on his face.
What now? She sighed. "Miroku, what are you doing?"
Miroku snapped out of his daydream, whatever it was. If daydream was the right word. "The spell…"
"Yeah?" Sango asked.
"I can still think perverted thoughts," he said gleefully.
Sango gaped at him for a second. Then common sense broke through and she hit him on the head.
Groaning, she dragged him back to Kaede's hut, careful to lead him on the rockiest, roughest path there.
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Kagome looked at Inuyasha, a bit annoyed that it was only she who was stressing to make conversation.
Inuyasha didn't seem to care. He stared at the wall blankly, not noticing anyone or thing around him.
"You know," Kagome snapped, "you could make some effort too."
Inuyasha blinked, coming out from his reverie. "What?"
Kagome huffed. "Nevermind."
"And how is it fair that you can get mad at me without telling me what I did?" Inuyasha grumbled.
"Who said it had to be fair?"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes.
"And now you're being immature," Kagome grumbled.
"And how is that immature?" Inuyasha's ears were slowing turning red—although that wasn't much help for anyone.
"I—because—just…argh!" Kagome threw her hands up in frustration.
Inuyasha was about to reply when Sango slammed the door open and dumped Miroku on the floor.
Sango peered at Inuyasha. "Did we interrupt something?"
"Yup."
Kagome frowned as Sango turned a questioning glance at her. "Don't look at me. It's Inuyasha that's acting stubborn and out of control and selfish."
Miroku blinked, turning to glance at Inuyasha, who was seething, his ears bright red. "Ah…right." He nudged Sango, who took the hint quickly. She added, "Well, we're gonna…go…take, uh, Kirara to play. We'll leave you to sort this out. Later!"
They sped off.
Inuyasha fumed, ignoring the other two. "What is your problem?"
Kagome snorted. "You."
"Hey, you're the one who always has to go back to that era of yours all the time when I—when we need you…for the…the jewel," Inuyasha said.
Kagome narrowed her eyes. "Oh, so it's this argument again? Honestly, at least you can try to think of something different to insult me instead of using that pathetic 'always-going-back-to-your-era' thing. And speaking of which, I'll be going back there now."
She quickly picked up her backpack and stormed out.
"See if I care," Inuyasha grumbled, ears turning blue.
As soon as he finished his sentence, Shippou popped up from nowhere.
"Hey, Inuyasha, what was that fight about? Huh? Huh?"
Good question, Inuyasha thought. He sat for a while, pondering.
Shippou blinked at him. From the way he was acting, one would think he was a philosopher contemplating the meaning of life; he was that deep in thought.
"Well?" Shippou prompted. He was expecting a good answer. Inuyasha'd better have a good answer for making Kagome mad again! "What was it about?"
Silence.
"Not a clue." Inuyasha stated.
"Come on then, let's go look for Sango and Miroku." Shippou sighed. Inuyasha was really hopeless sometimes.
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Sango glared. "What is it, Miroku?"
Miroku got down on his knees. "Please, please, please don't tell them about the curse."
"Why not? They'll find out eventually, won't they?" Especially considering how perverted you are…
"What curse?" Inuyasha asked curiously, his anger at Kagome forgotten for the moment.
Miroku's head snapped up. Uh oh.
Shippou hopped up and down. "Oh, Miroku has a curse? Ooh, let me guess. Something to do with pervert-ness?"
Miroku sighed. "Is it so easy to guess?"
There was a moment of silence before Sango, Shippou, and Inuyasha chorused, "Yep."
Sango grinned. "It was my idea. So when Miroku tries to do anything perverted, he get's zapped."
Miroku sighed. "Torture."
Inuyasha suddenly had a flash of thought. "Shippou, go away for a second."
Shippou pouted. "Why?"
Inuyasha hit him on the head. "Why you little—!" Shippou ran off, yelling about how he was going to tell Kagome to punish Inuyasha a whole lot.
Inuyasha huffed and turned to the other two. "So you realize that Kagome—oh, and Shippou, I suppose—are the only ones without curses?"
Miroku paused thoughtfully. "Indeed." A slightly evil smile crossed his face.
Sango nodded. "Continue."
"So…perhaps we should give them a little...spell?"
"But that's kind of mean, isn't it? I don't think so." Sango said, trying to convice herself to be nice.
LIAR.
"Gah!" Sango shrieked, clapping a hand over her forehead. "Stupid spell!"
"Indeed," Miroku agreed, as a zapping noise filled the air.
Sango sighed. "Don't bother trying anything, Miroku."
Inuyasha glared. "Will you focus for the situation at hand?"
A short silence. Followed by a zap and a disgusted snort from Sango.
"Well?" Inuyasha said.
Miroku paused for a second; then a devilish grin appeared on his face. "I have the perfect idea," he said mysteriously.
"What?" Inuyasha asked quickly.
"Don't worry your pretty little ears over it," Miroku replied, patting Inuyasha on the arm. Inuyasha's ears turned a dangerous red, and he huffed and stomped away.
"What is it?" Sango asked, hoping Miroku would at least tell her. Not that she would admit it, of course.
Miroku grinned.
"Not that I care," she amended quickly.
LIAR. Sango felt the familiar tingle on her forehead and instinctively clapped a hand over it.
Miroku's grin widened. He opened his mouth to say something, probably an "I told you so" but before he could further annoy her, she snapped at him, "Fine, I'm curious. Is that so hard to believe? Now would you tell me?"
"Nope." He strode away.
Groaning slightly, Sango began to fear for Kagome.
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"I'm back," Kagome said flatly, coming in to the hut. She gave Sango, Miroku, and Shippou a big smile and pointedly kept her glance away from Inuyasha, who did the same.
"Kagome!" Shippou cried excitedly and proceeded to jump in her arms, earning a grunt from Inuyasha.
Meanwhile, Sango was not exactly listening to the conversation that followed, as she was keeping a close watch on Miroku.
Now he was holding a cup of…something.
Sango stared at the brown drink, watching suspiciously at each fizzing bubble.
Now he was handing it to Kagome…
Sango closed her eyes, anticipating…
"Thanks for the offer, Kagome, but this 'Coke' stuff doesn't look all that great," Miroku said.
Sango sweatdropped. My bad.
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