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 (Oooh! Big word! pokes)
A/N: Hello people! Here is chapter 9, and just for ya'll I've decided to make this chapter extra long! Enjoy!
Chapter 9
Ker-Flush
I sighed as I stared out the window of Kagome's house, thanks to her hospitality, she was allowing Kohaku and me to stay there, as the police would not let us step one foot in to our own home, and I doubt I'd like to go in there very much myself. Too many hard memories to accept. Woohoo! I got all deep there! Sorry for that little interruption…I was just getting to depressed, had to put in a mood breaker, know what I mean? Well anyways, as I was saying, I was at Kagome's house, and for some odd reason, contemplating my reason for existence. A very dull and depressing pastime if I say.
At the time, it suddenly came to me that Akimura had wanted to say something to me, and that suddenly piqued my interest for no apparent reason at all…maybe it was something about that nervous way he fidgeted and the way those beautiful violet eyes of his…Ack! I'm getting all gushy here! Somebody call the police, I've been replaced!
Ahem. Sorry, I've just had some coffee, and if you see any strange things while I'm telling this, such as blue donut stuff and all those goodies, pay no mind. Its simply dear little Sango-chan on a sugar rush. Oh great I'm talking about my self in third person…how nice.
Well once again, back to the story, the thought that Akimura was nervous about something was so strangely peculiar I got the urge to call the hentai then and there. And I did just that.
Quickly I dialed the number to Akimura's house, and before I could realize what I'd done, Akimura picked up the phone.
"Moshi moshi?" Miroku gave the usual greeting but there was some confusion and probably the need for sleep in his voice. After all, I was calling him at 3:35am in the morning…Damn, I've been hanging around Kagome-chan a little too long. She's rubbing off…ah well.
"Ah! Miroku-san!" I had recently gotten into the habit of calling Akimura Miroku-san, and now I must say, somebody please shoot me…now. Well not literally. It's just a figure of speech but you probably know that all ready.
"Sango-chan?" Miroku's tired voice was now littered with a bit of shock, and something one might call embarrassment, but hey, that would mean Akimura would've been abducted. Something I doubt will ever happen.
"Hai, well, I simply wanted to ask what you were going to ask me earlier before we were interrupted by Inuyasha-kun and Kagome-chan. You sounded slightly urgent." I said bluntly, yet kind of gently, for some odd reason I didn't want to freak Hentai boy out; I think I must be getting sick…most of the time I've wanted to spill his guts on the ground. Either that or it was the end of the world. Yeah…I think it's me getting sick, I'll take my temperature later.
The note of embarrassment grew larger in Miroku's voice as he coughed slightly, even nervously, "Ah…about that…"
"Hai?"
"I was erm…" Miroku at a loss for words; wow, something new happens every day. Amazing.
"Hai?"
"Iwantyoutogowithmetoaplacelikeadateplace,yougetwhatImean…no…Ack…youdon'tknowwhatImean…dearKami-sama…." Miroku quickly said, and much to my confusion, it was nearly incomprehensible.
"Nani?"
"Erm, I said, I was kind of wondering if you'd like to…" a hesitant cough, "to go with me…on…a well, you know…" another cough.
I smiled, though he couldn't see it, "Are you asking me out?"
"Umm….h-hai…" Miroku trailed off. I bit back the urge to laugh, he was this nervous? My silence seemed to make Akimura slightly downtrodden.
"Ack! You don't want to go do you…ah crud…" he sighed and it sounded as if he was going to hang up.
"Don't hang up just yet. You never let me answer." I said smirking, which again he couldn't see. Ugh, the annoyingness of phones. I'd just love to see the expression on his face right now…
"Eh?" the cute little sound Miroku made sounded just like that of a little kid.
"I said hai." I replied with a low smile, and I can just picture the look of surprise on Akimura's face at this moment.
"Really!" the surprise in his voice nearly made me laugh, and now my friends, that was pretty much the end of our conversation, or at least until Miroku fell asleep at the phone. When I next looked at the clock, it said 5am. Joy.
I wasn't able to fall asleep that much for the rest of that time, as it finally dawned on me that I had agreed to date Akimura.
I severely payed for that phone call both during school and with my friends, as Kagome and Ayame instantly started to bug me about it and once again demanded I go clothes shopping, and then Inuyasha came to feel my forehead, asking, as he so aptly put it, "What the hell is wrong with you! Do you have a damn fever!". It was kind of funny actually.
And now, that brings me to the most pleasant thing in the world. Shopping for clothes. Sure I like to shop and all, but it's not my favorite pastime. I'd much rather be in a martial arts store looking for a new fighting suit then stare at fancy dresses and shoes or get my hair done.
At that point, Kagome brought up about fifty bazillion dresses, and trust me, they all looked as if they weighed three hundred kilograms(A/N: normally I'd say pounds, but since this is from a Japanese person's point of view, I'll go to KG), and then, believe it or not, both she and Ayame demanded I try on every single one of them, and thoroughly eliminating about two hundred fifty-seven, saying kind comments like, "Eek! Sango-chan, take off that dress!" or "Ugh, that is so not your color!" and "Trash it!". They seemed to switch every other time, and then the remaining dresses they once again forced me to try on until they finally decided for me to wear a cream colored dress, flowing down to stop at my knees, as they so aptly put, "Sango-chan, a girl like you needs to show off those legs. They avert gazes from your hips and boobs. Trust me, show off those legs!" it was kind of embarrassing, as they yelled it, well, screamed it is the more accurate term.
I'm not going to give you the rest of the description and simply tell you about the date, it'd probably save a lot more time if you know what I mean.
This time we had gone to another fancy restaurant, but this one was French cuisine and called 'Amour', and was very pricy, and once again, Akimura was using his 'borrowed' car.
I ordered a simple bisque and he ordered something of the name I can't pronounce, which was a lot of the foods, which brings me to an interesting thing, Akimura can speak French. I can hardly speak Japanese, much less another language.
And now, it comes to present time. 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?
Of course, my brain simply had to insist it liked him, and I became engorged in a mental argument, as Akimura smiled at me. I smiled hesitantly back. Come on Sango…say something!
"Nice place huh?" I mentally slapped myself there, ugh, of course it's a nice place…it's a five star restaurant!
Miroku nodded, not saying anything. I couldn't blame him.
"You know, French is supposed to be the language of love." Akimura said, staring at me with those endless violet eyes. "But…the thing is, there's nothing that really special about it…it's not as beautiful or complex as our language, but far simpler, but in that simplicity…you can find a kind of warmth that you can seep your heart into…strange huh?"
I blinked; this was a side of Akimura I had never known. He could be…egad, don't make me say it…he could be deep! Oh the shock! I just keep learning new things about this guy every day. It's kind of annoying….
That's how our night went simply, both of talking about simple things, and laughing when someone said a funny. We continued our simple talk through our meal, and all in all, it was quiet nice…and I mean, really nice. For once in a while, Miroku did nothing remotely perverted, unless you count those annoying glances he kept giving to the waitress….but that aside, I was enjoying my self a lot. And then, at that moment, Akimura decided to be the kind of guy I had learned to hate. And, though I hate to mention it, maybe fall in love with. Ugh…yes I admit it. I was falling in love with Akimura Miroku oh the horror…
"Sango-chan?" apparently I had decided to space out at that moment, and Akimura felt as if he needed to pull me back in. "I've got a question to ask you…" the sound of need in his voice made actually consider listening to him. Ugh, what a mistake that was.
"I was simply wondering…." He continued, while I nodded for him to continue. "When will the wedding be?" he said with a very Akimura grin, well, he is Akimura but that's beside the point.
I stayed silent, staring at him and then silently I took in a deep breath before shrieking, "NANI!" Unfortunately that particular shriek seemed to have brought the entire attention of all the people in the restaurant. Oh the joys of being me.
Akimura managed to look remotely startled, and then gave a smirk, "Oh…didn't I tell you? I've already gotten the things aligned, we just need to set the date!" he said with a bright grin, while my face went paler.
"You….You….You…." I went on repeatedly, trying to find a word perfect enough for the annoyingness that is Miroku. Unfortunately, I couldn't find one, and in order to get me to stop repeating 'you', Akimura did something that shocked me even more than his wedding comment. The bastard kissed me. On the lips. My second kiss gone down the toilet. Ker-flush.
I blinked. And Blinked again. Once more, and once again. In fact, I think I blinked a lot just then, and with out even realizing it, I began responding to the bastards kiss! It was horrible! Horrible I tell you!
During our littler, erm…kissing frenzy, we had apparently grabbed all of the wide eyed stares of the guests, and finally, the waiters. In fact, the manager was the one to tell us to stop!
The rest of the date was pretty boring, and went pretty much like this, I blushed, screamed, slapped Akimura, blushed again, and then continued blushing. Akimura continued grinning, smirking, grinning and smirking again. The ride to Kagome's house went the same, and that's where I met the scariest news of all.
End Chapter 9
A/N- Heheh, not much action in this chapter, though the action shall be coming back full force in the next chapter or so, but I just had to have some Sango Miroku fluff….hope you liked! Please don't forget to review, as it helps supplement my poor teenage mind. Sorry it took me so long to update, I had a whole bunch of stuff to do….sigh.
Reviewer Responses (wow! So many!)
O.oCharmedAnimeGirlo.O- Thanks!
Ali- Thanks, and look, I updated!
Butthead24- Thank you! And, they might…I still haven't thought of how they'll react.
IluvIY- Heh, I plan to keep writing, and actually, I was thinking of doing that, but then, her calling him up wouldn't have happened, but, thanks for the idea! Come up with some more, they're really appreciated!
Veglma- Yup, rest in peace, and yeah, Nary-chan(Kuro's Nickname for Naraku) needs to be stabbed big time, but in the end, he'll wish for being stabbed…mad laughter
Ameo66- Yeah, it is pretty obvious isn't it, and I don't have any other ideas in mind for who else might be the killer, but Nary-chan might have some accomplices….do you really think that he'd do it by himself and get his hands dirty? Nary-chan had lots of help.
Sangi- Yup, great way to describe Nary-chan's hair, and it can't be somebody else…every body else bathes, well…except for Jaken, but that's besides the point.
Doray- Yup! I like that scene to! Also, if you don't know who the murderer is already, he shall be revealed in the next chapter, at least I think he will…and no, I don't think poor Inu-kun's going to get his car back…
PointyObjects- Yes….I have admitted it sigh…
Sangonesan- Yup! People being slapped is really fun, as long as you're not the one being slapped at least, but joyfully, I have not yet insulted a person well enough to get that gift…Yay!
Brickwall847- Yup, I do previews! And I completely understand, School is evil and deserves to be killed, in fact, I think I'll go back in time and kill the person who invented it. I think they're sadistic, to enjoy torturing kids like that, and I don't think Miroku's going to be giving that car away…he's gotten a little attached to it…
Stephanie- Thank you! And guess what, I made this chapter longer by a long shot, and I even updated, how great is that?
Demonic Devils- Thanks, and look, I updated!
Dictionary
Moshi Moshi- Japanese greeting used for answering the phone
-San, -Chan- Japanese suffixes used at the ends of names
Nani- What
Hai- Yes
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I shook with rage as I stared into glowing red eyes.
"You bastard…you killed him…you killed Chichue…" I whispered, my fists clenched so hard they were turning white.
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