How to Tick Your Neighbor Off in Three Minutes or Less
By Kuro Doragon Enkou
Summary- Sango Akiyama has a rather normal life, at least until a certain guy moves in next door. When the most annoying neighbor in history just happens to move in next door, how long will she be able to stand it without killing the guy?
Genre- Romance, Humor, and slight Drama/Angst
Pairings- MirokuSango, InuyashaKagome, ShippoSouten, RinKohaku, SesshomaruKagura, and AyameKouga.
Disclaimer- I don't own Inuyasha, unless you count all the manga and anime I have accumulated.
A/N: Well, my friends…here is chapter 8 of 'How to Tick Your Neighbor off in 3 Minutes or Less'! Enjoy! Oh, and please don't forget to read and review!
Chapter 8
What a Wonderful Day
Chichue's funeral is today, as it had to be delayed because of my little setback, but happily that's all fixed now. How they got the body to stay preserved after three long months is beyond me though, but I'm not sure I really want to know how they do it. It seems slightly disgusting to me, but…maybe there's some psycho out there who enjoys touching dead bodies…I'm not one to judge. At least not much.
The funeral itself was like a normal funeral but to me and Kohaku, it had a kind of oppressing doom- as if to remind us that we were alone in the world.
It made us feel so small, alone, and not to mention afraid. For me it was as if I was in the darkness all over again. For those of you who have never lost a loved one, I hope you will never experience the feeling. It is one of complete and utter isolation. Grief. Torment. A feeling everybody wants to live with out and yet it still happens. People to this day decide, well hey! Let's go and kill somebody just for the hell of it. That kind of thinking utterly pisses me off.
Well enough of my ranting, let me describe the oh so happy atmosphere of the funeral home. The person saying stuff over chichue's grave was going on about how he was going to a better place and yada yada yada, I wasn't really paying much attention. I was more concerned on getting my revenge on the guy who had killed my father. As soon as I found him, hell would ensue. Particularly for him, and any others who had helped him. Some people say revenge is bittersweet, but hell, at the time, it sounded like the sweetest thing on earth. A nice bar of chocolate with a caramel center. That sweet.
After we had put chichue's body in the ground, they decided it was time to break out food. I respectfully declined, I wasn't going to eat, I for one was not very happy that Chichue was dead, no matter what the people said.
About three weeks after the funeral I went to school, finally out of my grief enough to sit down in the middle of a class with out breaking out into sobs at least. Randomly a few people asked if I was okay, and I simply raised an eye brow at them, how could these people be so stupid. I mean sure, three months had passed and you'd think I'd be over it, but seeing your Chichue lying dead in front of you in probably the goriest way imaginable is not something you forget easily, neither is being shot in the chest for one thing. Luckily I had survived both those incidents.
It was around lunch time I think, whenever one of Kikyou's flunkies decided to walk up and give me their 'deepest apologies'. Pfft. Yeah right. As if. Right now, I can think of a whole bunch of sardonic comments to insert there, but you can probably insert your own there so I'll give you a little spot- . There. Happy now? Well, anyways, they decided to give me what to them was probably the funniest thing on earth.
"Oh! Sango-chan! I heard the most horrible thing! They say that you're poor Chichue died!" the girl squealed mockingly, if I remember correctly, her name was Yura and for some odd reason she insisted on calling herself Yura of the Hair. Strange if you ask me.
"You heard right." I remarked stiffly, gracing Yura with a glare.
Yura seemed to shiver a bit, but that's not very unexpected. She had received the full force of my glare after all. That made me give a little smile but that smile quickly diminished as Yura decided it was just fine for her to continue. For that I decided to send her another glare, but this time she just ignored it. And spoiled all my fun while she was it…
"Well, anyways, they say you saw the murderer. I just want to give the killer my…" Yura gave a sickly sweet smile and said in the darkest voice imaginable, but you know…I bet I could of done better, "…my compliments. Anyone who can make you miserable and you're little twerp of a brother miserable at the same time is-" she stopped as the full force of my slap hit her.
"You bitch!" she whispered, holding her red cheek as I glared menacingly at her.
"No, you're the bitch Yura. Why don't you go to the queen bitch, and grovel as you kiss her ass all day hmm?" I gave my sweetest smile ever, "Oh…and Yura…Don't you dare insult my brother, or me." I gave a 110 Ice cold glare, just for her, a glare I usually saved for Kikyou. You hear that Yura, I've just given you a Kikyou glare, you should be so damn proud!
Yura raised her hand to slap me back before she caught sight of Inuyasha, Miroku, and Kagome behind me. That stopped her in her tracks. With a conceited little huff she left and now that I think about it, it was the last time she tried to piss me off again. I guess she finally got some brains in the totally hair obsessed skull of hers.
With a sigh I sat back down and decided to get back to eating my lunch, but there was no way I was going to be given that luxury now was I? I just happened to be bombarded by nearly all the girls in the school who thanked me for slapping Yura in the face, well every girl except Kikyou and her flunkies of course, but they don't matter.
The rest of the day didn't have very much events but whenever school happened to let out, I got the surprise of my life. Literally, well probably the second most surpising thing in my life. Yup. The second.
I had just gotten out of school and I was waiting for the bus to pick me up, and as usual Akimura was there. For some odd reason he had a slightly nervous look on his face.
Me being oh so nice asked him what the hell was wrong with him. He looked even more nervous. I gave a laugh there, and asked probably the stupidest question I ever asked in my entire life.
"Sheesh Akimura! You look as if you're about to ask out the perfect girl! It's just like Kohaku when he asked to date Rin, his face was beet red!" Akimura just looked guilty and for the first time in the entire period I had known him, he grasped my hands with a lost look on his face.
Akimura seemed to look as if he was going to say something, but he was stopped when Kagome and Inuyasha ran up to us.
As we continued to talk, I remembered Akimura looked as if he was going to ask me something and I turned to him.
"Oh yeah!" with that phrase I turned to the slightly now quiet Akimura, a strange thing all in its self. "You wanted to say something to me?"
Akimura looked up and gave a smile, not a smirk but a real smile, "It's nothing…" he sighed and then went into a heated argument with Inuyasha, about the Ferrari he had taken. Yup. Inuyasha's still pissed at that, and to make so much better for him, Miroku still hasn't given it back. What can I say; it's a hard car to part with.
The day continued as usual as it could be for that time, I went home, cooked dinner for Kohaku, greeted him, and did my home work. And then, fairly soon I received a call from Kagome and we went to our favorite hang out. That's when it went all wrong.
I was laughing along with my friends, and then suddenly stopped, my eyes growing dilated as I stared at the somber looking police man. Nodding to my friends I ran up to him.
With great urgency he whispered something to me. I shook my head…it couldn't be true. Somberly I walked up to my friends and whispered.
"Its Kohaku he's been…" I took a deep breath, and said, trying to keep my nerves to a minimum. "…been looking around and thinks he found who killed Chichue…" I murmured, trying my best to keep from yelling joyfully in the street.
Without further ado, we all traveled to the police station, where Chichue's killer, Hiten Rokkujo was being held by gourds, screaming something about being framed and how he was innocent. It…was a very scary yet happy moment for me at that time but something didn't seem right. Hiten didn't have the eyes of a cold blooded killer.
And that brought my gaze towards the police window. I saw oily black hair flowing by and glowing red eyes full of laugher.
End Chapter 8
A/N: Here ends chapter 8! Hope you enjoyed it! Well, any ways, I'm better! The medicine finally worked, and my eyes are back to normal(They had some strange cold in them caused by a mold in my house, strange huh?) any who, thanks to all my reviewers, and don't forget to read and review!
Reviewer Responses
Brickwall847- Yup! They're getting along now, and yeah, it sure did take them long enough!
Some1-Thank you and I'll try my hardest to keep it up the good work!
Veglma-It's okay, and I'm assuming you mean Kohaku, and nothing happened to him, so need to worry, well, nothings happened yet…
Doray-You're welcome, and yeah, Writers rock! Yeah, she's really starting to like him.
VenomousShadows- Thank you!
Moonyme- You're welcome! And don't worry, I'm fine now!
Sangi- Nah, Kohaku doesn't die, I like him to much for that.
Pointyobjects- Thanks, and yeah, you're right! I do want to say that, but sometimes I'm to modest for my own good! And nothing happens to Kohaku, or at least nothing has happened as of yet, I'm still trying to decide on the rest of my plot, even though I've got the main ideas set up.
Sangonesan- Yup! Sango's alright, and Miroku felt bad, but he's slightly over that, or at least Sango forced him to get over it!
Dictionary
-chan, -san, -sama, -kun- Japanese suffixes, used at the end of names and so on.
Chichue- Father
Ohayo- Good morning
Konnichi wa- Hello
Kami-sama- God
Preview of Next Chapter
I blushed as I stared at the table with Akimura. This…was kind of strange. I mean, this was…well, this was just weird. There's no other way to put it. The butterfly feeling in my gut was probably the weirdest thing yet. I mean I hated this guy! There was no way I liked him….right?