Author's Note: I apologize for the long pause between the last update and this one. Gomen ne! Gomen ne! I had a breif writer's block, but I am feeling perfectly fine now. Of course, I am currently failing math and not doing so well in sme other classes, so I'm feeling slightly stressed. I'll try not to let that dampen my creative spirit. Just as I got compliments for the fast updating, I stopped.
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Itai- It hurts or 'ow'.
Chapter five- Not Like You
Miroku stared at his roommate fearfully. "Hey, Kag...you don't look so good." He heard sniffling.
"Kag?"
Kagome looked up, her face red. "What?"
...FLASHBACK...
"I'M A GIRL, DAMNIT!"
There was a long, long pause. Jakotsu blinked.
"You're a...girl?"
"Yes! I'm a girl! I'm female! I don't have a...a...thingy! So..." Kagome gulped. "Don't tell anyone, okay?"
Jakotsu narrowed his eyes. "Prove it."
Kagome changed her voice to normal. "How about this?"
"So, you can change your voice. Big deal."
Kagome growled, turned around, reached under her shirt and removed the vest holding her breasts in. She turned around and threw it on the ground, pointing to the ovbious change under her shirt. "HOW'S THAT?"
Jakotsu's jaw dropped. She just knew he was going to tell. Look at that expression on his face!
"That's so cool!" And he practiclly jumped her. "How did you get in? Why are you here?"
Kagome blinked and smiled. He was such an understanding friend. "It doesn't bother you?"
Jakotsu scoffed. "Please, I 'really like' about ten other guys. I'll live...As long as you're still my friend. We can boy watch together!" At that last thought, Jakotsu's eyes sparkled. Kagome sweat dropped.
"Of course," She said smiling.
...END OF FLASHBACK...
"What are you laughing for?" Miroku said.
Kagome smiled. "It's a secret!"
"Ooookay," Miroku rolled his eyes. There's a dance coming up this Friday. Who are you going with? Sango?"
Kagome thought for a moment. "Probably Sango and Rin."
Miroku's eyes bulged. "At the same time? Don't they get pissed?"
"Ack! It's not like that!" Kagome defended herself. "You're such a pervert! We're going as friends, moron."
"Go as friends? Are you sexually deprived or something?"
Kagome fumed.
Inuyasha chose that time to walk in. "Most likely. He looks like bambi."
For some reason, Kagome couldn't find it in her to take that as a compliment. "I am not bambi!" She pouted.
"Aw, is Kaggy gonna cry?" Inuyasha said in a fake sympathetic tone.
Kagome stuck her tongue out at him. "No!"
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "Dances are stupid, anyway."
"I agree," Kagome said.
"Why do you always take his side?" Miroku pouted.
"You are so dramatic." Inuyasha made a face.
"I don't always take his side. He's annoying!" Kagome pointed at Inuyasha.
"Keh. Look who's talking," Inuyasha grumbled as he inspected the sheith of his sword.
"You?" Kagome said, blinking innocently, even though she knew what he meant.
"It's impossible to argue with someone like you!" Inuyasha threw up his hands and stomped off.
Miroku, now sitting on his bed, legs stretched out in front of him, looked confused. "Why did he come here in the first place?"
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"Why won't you go with me?" Jakotsu whined.
"Because, I'll look...look...I'm supposed to be a guy. A STRAIGHT guy!" Kagome nearly snapped. At his startled expression, Kagome added, "You're one of my best friends." That made everything better.
"I understand," Jakotsu said with a sigh. "Do you think you could get Inuyasah to go the dance with me?"
Kagome gave him a deadpan expression. There a was a pause. She blinked incrediously. "Oh...you were serious."
Jakotsu glared/pouted. "You're so mean, Kagome!"
Kagome looked around the classroom warily, but no one seemed to notice his outburst. "Shh...I'm Kag, okay? K-A-G."
Her friend rolled his eyes. "Right, right. Sorry. I guess you're going with Sango to the dance, then, huh?"
Kagome nodded. "But, we can still hang out. And, no to the Inuyasha thing."
He stuck his tongue out at her.
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"Wait for me, Inuyasha!" Kagome panted, rushing after him, trying to balance her newly aquired books, curtesy of the library. He rolled his eyes and continued walking. "Inuyasha! Wiat! Are you deaf?"
"Are you stupid?" Inuyasha retaliated. He stopped, leaning against a wall. Kagome caught up to him and smiled, blushing a little at how he always seemed to be posing for a magazine or something. He was pissed off and leaning against a wall, and yet he made it look so elegant. How annoying for her! "What?" he snapped, catching her stare.
Kagome blinked a couple times. "Nothing, sorry. Where are you going?"
Inuyasha mumbled, "None of your buisness."
"Can I come?" Kagome asked eagerly. Inuyasha grudgingly agreed.
It had been exactly 16 days since Kagome had been enrolled in Totosai's School for Boys. She was no longer shy when some random male asked to borrow a pencil, and that was improvement, right? She could already tell that she was much happier at this school, although she missed Sango and Rin terribly. She called Sango everday, and she called Rin periodiclly as well. Rin was always asking questions, and Kagome could almost see the girl's blush when she asked something a little detailed. Sango would laugh in the background and tell Rin it was a perfectly cousure question, making Kagome feel as if she was back laying on her old bed, grinning up at her two best freinds again.
"Yo, Kag, is there anything inside that little head of yours?" Inuyasha said, knocking a bit harshly apon her head. She rubbed her head and scowled at him and he laughed.
"Itai..." Kagome mumbled. "I was just thinking." She relized that they were no longer in the building anymore, but on a feild, where other boys with swords and long...were those sticks? Or poles? Well, anyway, there they were. About ten of them standing there, including Miroku, who had one of the stick/pole thingies with him.
"Oh, is this that sword club you talked about?" Kagome asked sweetly.
"It's called Tsuba, baka!" One boy shouted out. Kagome turned to glare pointedly at him, and found herself looking at Kouga...that rude, self-indulgent jerk...who reminded her a bit of Inuyasha personality-wise. A bit.
"You have swords, and your a group of guys. It's a club!" Kagome snapped.
Inuyasha rolled his eyes. "So, you can't use a sword, right?"
Kagome shook her head.
"Can you do anything? You need to be in a club to graduate," Inuyasha said, more rudely than concerned.
Kagome gasped. That's right! She needed to be in a club for at least a year to graduate. Damn. Damn. Damn. She had been in a sewing club before. She hated that club. Looking at her hand, she saw the newest marks from the needles stabbing her fingers. She sucked at sports...eccept volleyball. She was fairly good at volleyball actually. And rope climbing...okay. Kagome was good at sports, but she couldn't risk having to dress in front of guys. P.E. was already a hassle, and people thought she was 'small' because she hid in the bathroom while she changed. She couldn't figure out what they meant by that, either. So, sports was out. She was getting nowhere near a sword or a club that would make other guys make fun of her.
Wow...she was never going to graduate.
"Of course I can," kagome stated primly. "I'm just...checking out the options."
"Uh-huh..." Inuyasha stared blankly at her. "Well, if your not going to do anything, then just go back to your room or something." He turned away from her and spoke to Miroku. Everyone began doing formations and Kagome sat on the grass next to the group of guys. She couldn't help but noticed how...elegant...Inuyasha looked as he swung the sword. It was like he was actually passionate about something else than noodles and deep-fried shrimp. His face was in deep concentration, and yet he looked as if each movement, each swing, each intake of breath was perfectly planned and came naturally. For a split second, Inuyasha looked flawless. Then...
"Hey, I told you to get your ass up to the room, not sit there oogling like some kind of pig-headed girl!" Inuyasha snapped.
He would never know what a perfectly lovely moment he had just ruined as Kagome scowled, stood and flounced away, giving him a death look as she left.
"Geeze, are you his mother or what?" Kouga asked, spitting at the ground.
"Go to hell," Inuyasha snapped and lead the next formation as the club leader, Totousai himself, appeared. He was late as always.
Sango checked herself in the mirror. She wasn't sure why she was dressing up. Maybe it was because she was actually happy about going to a dance for once, which was a small oddity in itself. She rarely saw Kagome anymore, so it was like a girl's night out. And, on a girl's night out, it was natural to dress up. She hoped that annoying roommate of hers, Miroku (she was never going to get used to that), would stay away from them. He was annoying, and weird, and perverted, and a womanizer and cute...
Sango fell off her heels at that last thought.
"Sango-Chan?" Rin glanced up from her book on Sango's bed. "Are you okay?"
"My mind..."
"Should I get the nurse? Do you have a tumor? Sango!"
"No, she doesn't like you," Kagome said, dressed in a nice pair of baggy blue jeans and black t-shirt.
"How can that be? Did you see the way she looked at me?" Miroku said, picturing Sango's face, red with embaressment as her lovely, yet strong hand caressed his face. "Ah, yes, she has a thing for me."
"She punched you! Her face was full of loathing and disgust!" Kagome deadpaned Miroku, who didn't seem to listen. "You're delusional."
Miroku sighed and waved his hand at her face in dismissel. "You know how it is."
"How WHAT is?"
"When you see a cute girl. You have to have her, even if only for a few moments."
"That's stupid and degrading."
Miroku folded his arms. "So, you've never wanted to get close to a girl because of how she looked?"
Kagome opened her mouth to say no, and stopped. When she had first seen Inuyasha, she had wanted to see him again. Maybe...stand near him, or talk to him. Oh, the horror! She was relating to Miroku on a personal level! "Well..."
"I thought so," Miroku grinned. "Let's go."
Kagome frowned as they walked into the gym of the girl's school. She wasn't the same as Miroku. She wasn't like any other boy for that fact! It was okay to have a few likenesses...yes, it was perfectly fine.
"Kag, are you going to hurl?"
Sorry, I wanted to get this up, and I may get grounded off the computer for a while, so I stopped here. Romance is coming, but I am trying to not rush this. Your reveiws mean a lot. Please keep revewing. When I saw how, even a few weeks later, people STILL reveiwed, I knew I had to get this up. You really know how to make someone write, even in stress!
And, for the record, I feel better now!
Now, reveiw, or the dancing eggs of doom shall befall you.
