Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha. I'm just a retarded little dog-monkey. (Don't ask.)
Psyche: What's a dog-monkey?
Me: I thought I said to don't ask.
Psyche: Well, how can I not ask?
Big Q: You two shouldn't be holding a smart conversation. It might be too much for your brains…
Again, mucho thankies to KiT and crimsonwhispers for reviewing!
KiT: I swear it was nirvana! (does another tarot reading) I swear it was a total coincadink. I only picked Las Vegas 'cuz me and my cousins went there for Winter Break last year. The place was pretty much tight. ('cept for the guys and the one girl that was passing out porn…eeeeeeeewwwwwww) We didn't walk the whole strip, just part of it and when we got back to the MGM hotel, I woulda amputated my feet if my sister didn't stop me. O.o I know the second chapter was a little confusing. Didn't make much sense, huh? (Didn't make much sense to me either…)
crimsonwhispers: Thankies for the review!
Okie dokies! Here is a little info on what the hell's being going on in the first two chapters. Sango never got over her depression from Miroku being killed in the 9/11 incident. Friends and family tried to help, but nothing worked for four years. That is, until the new guy across the hall moved in…Anyways, Kagome and Inuyasha planned a trip to Las Vegas for some fun in Sin City. (NOTE: Since their all busy with work and stuff, the trip would be postponed until November. It's currently the end of August in the story. Gee, long wait, huh? 3 months of waiting because that's when most of them will be having a break from work. When I said 'them', I didn't just mean the Inuyasha group. Hehehehehehehehehe…..) Maybe Sango'll change her mind with the upcoming events that will twist her life.
Big Q: (claps) I congratulate you. This is the first time that you have written something so…so…complicated!
Psyche: (sniff sniff) She's all grown up!
Chapter 3: Blind Date
Accepting things for what they are, and moving on in life is the key for a happy life. Sure, things may not turn out the way you want them, you could still be happy. I'm not saying that you should be happy with a replacement or something. Replacements are usually good for a while before they break, or you lose them. Then pretty soon, you'll have to get another replacement. It's a continuous cycle of never-ending tragedies. But if you get something new, like a different flavor of potato-chips instead of the same ole boring salty ones, then you might find that you like something else too.
Sango sat at a table underneath a huge umbrella for shade outside of Starbucks. It was unusually sunny and warm today. Okay, sunny and warm aren't the right words to describe it. IT. WAS. FUCKING. HOT. LIKE. HELL. Sango sighed as she cupped a side of her face and leaned on the table. Her medium-sized cup of cappuccino sat at the center of the table, still smoking. Smoking. Smoking like when the Twin Towers crashed down to Earth.
Sango winced and shook her head. She needed to stop thinking about it. Sure she could have gotten a free cup of cappuccino back at Miko's, but with Koharu, Momiji, and Botan there, nobody could get a quiet drink of coffee. The three of them were just so energetic. Sango was once like them too: full of life and energy, a smile permanently glued on her face, and a laughter once in a while too. The old Sango went down with Miroku and all the other poor people that had died…
THUMP.
Sango had her thoughts interrupted when someone took a seat in the chair facing her. When she looked, Sango saw it was a young girl. Even though it was a hot day, the child still wore a black beanie mashed over her messy shoulder-length, orangish-black hair, black sweat shirt with a hood of all things, and black pants. Way too much black for a hot day.
The girl sighed, her Asian features showed a rather stressed look. "This is waaaay too much work for me. Too much." With another sigh, the girl reached across the table, grabbed the cup of steaming cappuccino, AND GULPED DOWN HALF OF THE DAMN THING. With a belch, she set the cup back where it was and sat facing the street.
Sango blinked. This young girl had downed half of the cappuccino in one fucking gulp. That's bullshit. She must of noticed something because she slowly turned to look at Sango as if just noticing that she was there.
"Oops….Was that yours?" The girl laughed a little nervously.
"Yes." Sango was still surprised that the kid didn't scream and run to the nearest ice-cream store.
"Oh…Eh heh heh…Sorry, I didn't see you." The girl looked nervous. She turned away and seemed to be conversing to herself in another language. Sango was sure she heard a sigh, everything else made as much sense to her as shit. "Aya, nama bunn. Gumun mayo candal ta. Wuh yeh buu ss ii ggu sha tzi. Nama bunn! Nama bunn!" The girl seemed to be pummeling herself with insults before she turned back to Sango. "Um…Do you want me to buy you another one of 'em."
"No, I didn't really feel like drinking it anyway." Sango could tell by the way the girl was looking at her that she thought she was a freak, but the expression on her face quickly slid off to one of excitement.
"Hey! I know!" After digging in her side-bag for a few minutes, the girl pulled out a small notepad. After pulling a pen from out of nowhere, the girl slammed the notepad onto the table loudly and faced Sango, a hi-I'm-a-rich-bitchy-business-owner-that's-gonna-rip-you-off-but-you-don't-know-yet smile plastered on her face. "Are you interested in going on a date with the hottest guy in the world? Even though I think he's an idiot, I also think that you two are alike in some ways."
Sango's face didn't show any emotion, but her brain was saying, "What the fuck?" over and over. Was this young girl trying to get her a blind date? Maybe she wasn't a young girl after all. "Excuse me, but who are you."
She was in mid-rant about how the look on their faces were exactly the same too when her speech came to a halt. A confident smile stretched onto her face, showing bright blue braces. "I'm glad you asked. I'm Flarenii Joming, the world's future best match-maker! In case you're wondering, no, I'm not some midget twenty-something year old. I'm only twelve." Her smile dissolved into a I-dare-you-look. "Okay, go ahead. Laugh."
"There's nothing to laugh about." Sango replied. "You can tell my blind date that I'm not interested."
Flarenii, at least that's what the name she told Sango, visibly deflated. Confidence and all. "B-but…my friend needs a date. I'm mean he's a total loser without a girl! And I already promised him that I'll find someone just like him! Please,…eh…Sorry, didn't catch your name."
Flarenii was already starting a business with her and she didn't even know her client's name yet? Business people these days only remember the amount of money that the client owes them. "Sango."
"So, Sango, how 'bout it. It's only one night, and if you think he's not your tight, which I seriously doubt since you guys both have this stuck up look and shit…cough, you can kick him in the balls and be on your way. Not to mention we won't ever bother you again." Flarenii flashed her a it's-fool-proof smile.
Sango bit her lip and Flarenii seemed to be enjoying the fact that she was having trouble thinking about it. Miroku…But maybe she could go and spend the night getting to know another man and decide whether or not to forget Miroku. Are you outta your mind! Forget Miroku! Don't let this pint-sized little brat brainwash you! Her brain argued back, but it's not like she has to like the guy. The kid said that she could dump him if he doesn't suit her tastes!
While her insides were all voicing their opinions, Flarenii spoke up. "Of course, if you choose not to go, then I'll also label you 'Lesbian.' I mean, no girl could resist a healthy young idiot in his primes. Well, maybe except me. But I'm not a lesbian."
Sango glared at Flarenii, who just stuck her tongue out at her. She wasn't about to let that KID have her way with her. What's the worst that could happen? Sango sighed. "Fine. But you'll never bother me again."
"We'll never bother you again." Flarenii repeated, scribbling something on the notepad. She handed the ripped page to Sango and stuffed her things back into her bag. "Make sure you're there at the right place and time tonight. Without further ado, Ciao!"
Before Sango could do anything, Flarenii had ran into the crowd of people crossing the street. Sango shook her head. "Kids…" The paper read:
Joming Dragon House
14th Street Next to KFC (fuck you Colonel!)
6:00 P.M. Be there.
In a hasty, child's handwriting. Sango looked at it in a few seconds. If she didn't show up, nothing would matter right. But if she were to run into Flarenii again like today, she'll never hear the end of it. Sango got up and muttered, "Like I said, what's the worst that can happen?" The couple at the table next to her were getting intimate.
Her watch read two o' clock. Sango decided to take the longer way home through the park. As soon as she stepped onto park property, a wave of once-happy memories rushed at her. This was where she and Miroku had shared their first kiss underneath the moonlight. This was where Miroku would take her when she was sad. This was their happy place.
"Hey, Sango!"
The orange-haired Shippo waved at her from the ice-cream man's cart. Sango waved back and followed the young Shippo to a bench. Shippo must have noticed Sango's uneasiness and asked, "What's wrong, Sango. Is something on your mind?" He was always the worrisome friend.
"Well…" Sango decided to tell Shippo what about the blind date and Flarenii and her mysterious date. She told Shippo everything.
The young boy finished his ice cream while thinking. "Hmmmm….." After a moment, Shippo opened his eyes and smiled at Sango. "I think you should go. It's a great chance to meet new people, besides, what could go wrong. If you want, I'll go with you."
So, this was Shippo's advice. Go and make a new friend. Very childish, but wise advice. Sango tried to manage a smile. "Thank you, Shippo, but you don't have to."
The youngster smiled. "Well, I'm happy to know that I helped you. See you around, Sango!" Shippo hopped off the bench and ran home.
Sango watched Shippo as he disappeared from her sight. Sango sat there and closed her eyes. She just sat there…
Sango started to nod until she woke up with a start. The ice-cream man was still there. The sun had gone down and her watch said it was 5:45. Fuck! She was asleep this whole time! Sango got up and hurried home. There was still time for her to change into something else. At least, I think there was still enough time.
"Keep the change."
"Yeah, thanks."
Sango stepped away from the taxi. She still couldn't get a car she wanted yet. It was a rather old restaurant with nice parking space. On it's small lawn, there was a large, light-up sign that said:
Joming Dragon House
Chinese Buffet and Food To Go
Hunan and Szechuan Style
So, maybe a relative of Flarenii's owned this restaurant. When Sango went in, the first thing that greeted her, was the long line of people waiting for a seat, a stressed teen trying to find seats for them, the smell of Chinese food, the noise of people talking and babies shitting in their pants and crying, and a fat Buddha statue. It was twice as warm inside then it was outside, and the line seemed to be getting nowhere.
Sango stood on tiptoe, kind of hard when you're wearing high-heels, and tried to catch sight of Flarenii. The spunky twelve-year-old was nowhere to be seen. Maybe she got the wrong place. Just when Sango turned around she ran into someone. When she opened her eyes, she was staring at someone's chin.
"'Sup, Sango. Whatcha doin' here."
Sango looked up and the last person she expected to see was looking down at her, Itachio. It took that moment to realize how close they were standing next to each other. "I-i'm meeting someone here."
Itachio shrugged and looked around for someone. When he spotted the stressed teen coming back to escort the next group of people to a table, he whistled. "Hey, Laramie, where's the dog-monkey?"
The teen, Laramie, the short and plump type of figure, threw him a quizzical look. Then she looked at Sango before her mouth formed a big 'O'. "She's inside, I'll go get her." Before leaving, she turned back towards Sango and Itachio. "She reserved a table over there for you." Laramie pointed to a booth next to a low wall.
Itachio nodded before looking down at Sango. "Are you here to meet someone."
Sango nodded.
"Are they here yet."
Sango shrugged. "I don't know what they look like. I'm here on a blind date."
Itachio gave her the same smile that he gave her earlier that day. "Me, too. I don't she's here yet either. Wanna sit with me until your guy comes."
Sango nodded and headed over towards the booth. It was set with napkins, spoons, and forks. There was two tea cups, and two classes of ice water. Oh, so this was how it was. As soon as they sat down facing each other, Sango spoke up. "Do you know who your date looks like?"
Itachio scratched his wild hair silver hair. "Nope."
Sango sighed. He's like a child, simple and stupid. "I think I'm your date."
"Exacto. One of you peeps found out!" An all-too familiar voice called from the other side of the low wall. Flarenii's trademark-business smile looked down upon them. Without her black beanie, she looked like a whole different person to Sango. Her wide grin soon turned into a sour smile as she chucked two menus at Itachio and hissed. "Don't act innocent! Lara told me you used the 'DM' word. I'll get your ass later, I gotta job to do now. So consider yourself lucky." She disappeared from the other side and popped up next to their booth.
Sango glowered at her. "So this is my blind date?"
Flarenii examined her cut nails and replied. "Yep."
Sango turned her glare at Itachio.
Itachio looked confused. "What did I do."
Sango rubbed her temples. This was too much. A little kid suddenly pops up and offers her a blind date. Turns out that date was her newly moved in neighbor. OMFG, this is just too much.
Flarenii smiled. "It's no biggie. Just enjoy dinner."
Sango glared. It seemed
Itachio was still confused.
Flarenii's smile slid off. "Or not."
End Chapter 3
Just in case anyone was wondering what Flarenii was babbling about in Chinese earlier. Here's the translation:
"Aya, nama bunn. Gumun mayo candal ta. Wuh yeh buu ss ii ggu sha tzi. Nama bunn! Nama bunn!"-"Sigh…So stupid! Didn't even see her! And I'm not even a blind person! So stupid! So stupid!
Oh yeah, I don't think Joming is an authentic Chinese last name. Kinda pathetic since I'm Chinese myself. No, Flarenii isn't related to Yao Ming. In Chinese, Joming, means to 'save life.' I figured that would be Flarenii's last name since she's kinda the Cupidina between Sango and Itachio. She's saving Sango from depression. Or something like that shit. Anyway, review. (Flames welcome.)