LS:Hey-o peoples! I miss writing horror stories. So I'm writing one now!
Spit:That's nice, now shut up and write!!!!!
Sess:Leave her alone. Marching Band isn't exactly wonderful.
LS:Shut up!!! I've got a lobster red sunburn that's in the distinct shape of my sports bra, so be NICE!!!!!
Sess&Spit:Touchy-touchy.
LS:Damn straight. Time to start.
Sighing, I sat down on the floral couch in the hotel room. Sango, sighing as well, sat down next to me. Kyomi sighed and plopped down on the floor, spread-eagle. The guys all settled into their room across the hall, and we could almost hear them sigh as well. I ran into the bedroom as fast as my exhausted legs could carry me and picked the bed closest to the balcony as mine. Sango picked the one next to it, leaving the fold-out bed for Kyomi.
Our Marching Drill Unit was situated at the Waikiki Sunset Hotel, three blocks from Waikiki road and three blocks from the ocean. My room is on the thirty-second floor, in room 3206. The boys have 3205, while the rest of the Unit has the eleventh floor all to themselves.
InuYasha, seeing me laying on the bed, pounced on me. I yelped and squealed as his clawed fingers tickled the sides of my abdomen. Sango looked at the both of us like we were psychotic and walked out of the room.
InuYasha, fending off my defense, had both of my hand above me by the wrists. He smirked at the position and kissed me softly. When I moved to protest, he gave a soft, light growl that, for some reason, calmed me. He let his lips trail from my lips to my ear.
"InuYasha," said a low, familiar, commanding voice from the doorway.
InuYasha moved off of me in defeat, kissing me softly a he did. I opened my eyes and saw Miroku standing in the doorway, tapping his foot like an angry parent. InuYasha gave him an apologetic look and walked out. Miroku sighed and helped me up off of the bed, still holding the "angry parent look". Well, until Kyomi shrieked and InuYasha yelped.
Miroku and I rushed out, seeing Kyomi happily playing with InuYasha's hair and InuYasha giving everyone a "Dear Buddah, help me!" look. I began laughing and Miroku chuckled lightly. InuYasha sent us both dirty glares before standing up and wrestling Kyomi off of him.
When she was off, he docked Miroku in the ear, making him yelp with pain and outrage, and, soon, began their own wrestling match. I looked on, feeling a sweatdrop form, seeing one form on both Sango and Kyomi. I shook my head and grabbed both boys by the front of their shirts and threw them both onto the couch.
"There will be absolutely NO WRESTLING in THIS ROOM,"I said, using my best drill instructor's voice, "DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?!"
"Yes, MA'AM!!" they both shouted, taken by surprise.
I gave them a sweet smile, before turning my back and walking into the kitchen area, complete with refridgerator, stove, microwave, oven, and dishwasher. I grabbed a large plastic bag and began pulling foods, drinks, and other cold things into the fridge. I grabbed Kyomi's and Sango's leis and laid them down in the fridge gently.
I threw away the plastic bag and walked over to InuYasha, sitting besides him on the arm of the couch. Miroku got up from InuYasha's other side and opened the sliding glass door, letting in the fresh, clean, tropically humid air. While he was up, InuYasha wrapped both arms around me and pulled me on top of his lap, kissing my cheek softly. I nuzzled his neck gently, enjoying his soft, ocean smell that reminded me so much of home.
Kyomi turned on the T.V, flipping through channel after channel. Sango tried to stop her when she caught the anime show Trigun, but she wrenched the remote away from her and kept flipping. Miroku tried to stop her when he saw a channel on hula dancers, earning a slap from Sango, but, as before, she wrenched the remote from him and kept flipping. She didn't stop flipping until she found a show on the behavior of sharks, something that puzzled all but me.
Smirking, I watched almost as interested as she was, but, well, maybe not. I looked out the window and stared puzzled. A small, brightly colored bird that had been sitting on the railing of the balcony fell. No flapping, no screaming, nothing. It just fell, without a fight, without a whim of reason.
Puzzled, I got off of InuYasha's lap, against his will, and walked to the rail and looked over. There, on the ground, was the bird's dead body. A cold, clammy hand wrapped around my nose and mouth, making me try to scream, but no sound came out. Slowly, I began to lose consciousness, and the last thing I heard was someone yelling my name.
I felt a strong, warm hand lightly pat me on the cheek, feeling as if I was being brought back to life. I moaned lightly, trying to speak, adjusting my waist to a more comfortable position. I heard a familiar, warm voice calling my name gently. I blinked and opened my eyes, squinting against the light of the room.
I saw Inuyasha standing over me, a concerned expression on his face. Behind him stood Miroku, Sango, Kyomi, and Hiroku, expressions mirroring his own. When he saw that I was awake, He lifted me up and held me tight, not letting me go, even when Miroku bit him.
Finally, he set me down on the couch, placing me on his lap, stroking my hair gently. Remembering the bird and the cold, clammy hand over my mouth, I got up again and walked to the edge of the rail, seeing if anything was there. Nothing.
"What happened?" I asked, scared.
"There was someone there...."said InuYasha hesitantly,"We don't know who she was, but she grabbed you and slammed the door shut before we could get to you. I-"he stopped
Confused, I turned around. There, in front of the door, was a woman, wearing a green dress, the front covered with bright red blood, dripping to the balcony floor. She had red hair, shocked blue eyes, and soft, bloodstained skin. She hung on a noose that appeared to be tied to the bar running across the ceiling.
What's worse, however, was that I could see the other's shocked, terrified expressions THROUGH HER BODY.
I screamed and backed up, not judging the distance between the rail, so when I hit it, I froze. But my paralysis ended when her hand, dripping blood, reached out to me. I tried to dodge the hand, but I hit my head on the railing. Seeing stars, all I knew was that I hung on to the rail, or I risked the consequences. But that same hand grabbed mine, prying my fingers off of the rail. But when I blacked out for the second time that day, I saw InuYasha running towards me as my fingers slipped off the rail.
LS:Woot!!!! Second chaaaaapter, second chaaaapter!!!!
Sess:She's lost it.
Spit:I thought it was already gone.
LS:Shut up! I'm doing the best I can, so bug off!!!!
Sess:So-rry!