Alright guys, I know this is very short, but I decided to give you what I had written so far, because its been awhile. Also, I didn't know how much longer it would have been, because I've been working and looking for a new apartment, so I just thought you would like something short rather then nothing at all.
The songs in this chapter are, Blue and Yellow by The used and Its Dangerous Business Walking Out Your Front Door by Underoath.
Disclaimer: I don't own, Inyasha, or any songs I might use...
Detention.
KPOV
I twisted the handle and let my slender legs carry me into the classroom, I stood for a moment considering taking up residence in the very far back station. 'hell, I'll live on the edge.' I plopped myself in a stool in the first station, and took out my ipod, stuffed the ear buds into my ears, cycled through some music and hit play. The music started up and I allowed my self to get lost in the music.
And it's all in how you mix the two
And it starts just where the light exists
It's a feeling that you cannot miss
It burns a hole through everyone that feels it
I lifted my gaze to Mr.Takahashi, 'he really was a beautiful man, its really ashame that hes such a jerk'
Well you're never gonna find it
If you're looking for it
Won't come your way yeah
Well you'll never find it
If you're looking for it
Letting my eyes linger, I came to a realization that he hair wasn't really silver, but a blueish white color. His back was towards me erasing the white board, I could see the muscles tensing and relaxing as he swept his hand across the board.
Should've done something
But I've done it enough
By the way your hands were shaking
Rather waste some time with you
Mr.Takahashi Spun around and met my gaze, with curiosity and amusement dancing in his eyes he made his way towards me. 'Just let him say something nice to me, that would be wonderful, wait...what do I care...'
And you never would have thought it in the end
How amazing it feels just to live again
It's a feeling that you cannot miss
It burns a hole through everyone that feels it
'My mind lost all hold, and my day dream hit me, a wedding. Smiling faces, flowers, and ribbons. A groom, happiness washed over his face, a waiting his bride. The woman in a white satin dress, walked out her brother holding her arm, waiting to give her away to the man with the white hair.'
My eyes snapped open, seeing he was in front of my station.
I watched him walk around my station, he stopped right in front of me, and reached down towards my face, 'holy crap holy crap whats he doing, his he going to cup my cheek, oh Lordy, I hope he does more then just that...maybe he was being a jerk because he didn't know how to act around--' My ear buds were ripped from my ears, and a smirk formed on Mr.Takahashi face.
"Dontcha know that I belong arm in arm with you baby." were the last lyrics that I heard from my Ipod.
"Miss. Higurashi detentions are not suppose to be enjoyable." My face heated up even more, and I was pretty sure, the blush that I knew was forming, spread even harder and even redder. 'Who the hell does this guy think he is?'
I jumped up out of my stool for the second time today, and glared my hardest at the man before me. "WHAT THE HELL!" I growled at him, "You cant just go around ripping things out of a persons ears!" I stated and continued my glare, 'oh if only looks could kill...or at least cause pain.'
"Oh but can't I? Now, Miss. Higurashi, you need to get cleaning. I want the white board washed down, the stations counter tops scrubbed, and the floors swept. I would suggest you get a move on it." His words came out monotonous.
He gestured to a bucket of soapy water, a rag a scrub brush. I picked up the rag and began my work cursing him in my mind.
SPOV
I watched the tiny girl fluster with anger, I smelled her arousal fade away, 'What was she getting so excited about, hmmm maybe I should help her...what the hell has been a matter with me today? I hate humans...well except for one, but thats besides the point. I'm just having an off day...yeah...thats it.' I mentally slapped my self and walked over to my desk and pulled out some papers, I started to look them over till I heard some colorful language assault my ears.
"FUCK, I FUCKING HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS FUCKING SCHOOL."
I looked up to find the girl, on the floor with the bucket on top of her face down. Dripping wet, she pushed the bucket off her a slowly stood up, and threw the scrub brush down with as much anger should could direct towards the poor brush. If I thought her clothes clung to her body before...well.
Her white shorts were soaked, and as for being white, well...I could see she had chosen to wear pink panties today. I looked up at her face and wondered to myself how the hell did she get the wanter on her hair and face...she looked as thought she had jumped in a pool with her clothes on.
I resisted the urge to roll my eyes, "Miss Higurashi, go home be for you cause more damage to my class room. Be here in the morning to complete the rest of todays detention."
I had really expected a fight about something, it seems like that all this girl knows how to do is fight every word I say, but in stead I was just greeted with a nod.
I watched the drenched girl make her way out of my room shivering, she looked similar to that of a drowned cat. All she left behind were puddled foot steps, I sighed and walked over to the bucket and began to clean things up.
I first picked up the brush and rag, I brought them back to the storage room, and placed them back in their rightful spots. Walking deeper in to the mess or the room, I grabbed the mop and its rolly bucket. Wheeling it back to the room I made my way to the large puddle where the spilled it all...again I wondered 'How the hell did this happen? What did she trip over a piece of dust?'
When I got to her foot steps, just for some unknown reason, I really didn't want to remove them from existence. I felt a twinge in my chest and a ran the dirty mop head, over the tiny pools of water. I shook it off and wheeled the mop back into the abyss of my storage closet.
I was walking to my desk to gather my things to head home, when the door swung open to reveal the drenched girl once more, she narrowed her eyes in my direction, and walked to the station where she sat not taking her eyes off me, and picked up her forgotten things. Narrowing her eyes a fraction more, she continued her journey home.
Looking at the floor, I felt the urge to strangle something cute and fuzzy...my mopping work...ruined. 'Fuck it, I'm going home.'
KPOV
I threw my bag in my car, climbing in after it I saw Mr. Jerkface, make his way to a his silver Nissan Utima. More anger building up from just looking at him, I slammed my door of my black Toyota Cellica, with all of my mustered up strength.
Clashing the metallic buckle of the seat belt, to its holder, I put the car in drive and made my way home. I heard my phone ringing, lyrics of Underoath filled my car.
I've been up at this all night long
I've been drowning in my sleep
I've prayed for your safe place
And it's time for us to leave
Quickly picking up my phone, "Hey is something wrong?" I asked worried.
"Yeah, mom didn't pick me up, I even talked to her she said she would be there in a few minutes."
"..."
"Will you just come get me, maybe something came up."
"Yeah, alright."
Increasing my speed more then necessary, I set out to the middle school, to pick up my brother, and see what the hold up was on out mother.
NPOV
The young girls little black car raced down the city streets, only to screech to a halt in front of the large, two story rusty red, brick school. Unable to shake the wiry feeling she was having, she watched her younger brother fly down the steps.
Wrenching open the door, he crawled into the car, pulling the door closed, he turned to his sister.
"I'm worried."
"..."
Shifting her car into gear, she sped off in the direction of home. On the way, red and blue lights of a fire truck, followed by an ambulance flashed their way past the increasingly worried siblings. "This isn't good." Choked out Kagome.
In the distance they could see squad cars flashing around what looked like a Semi-truck, and a mangled, and twisted red car.
Both the two's hearts pounded harder, hoping their fears were not confirmed. Slowing down, behind the cars stopped waiting for traffic to resume. Kagome swung open her door, letting her legs carry her as fast as the could to the accident.
A horrific view came to her line of vision, her mothers red car had looked like a smashed aluminum can, the twisted metal of what use to be an automobile, was sandwiched between a semi-truck and the U-hal moving van.
Firemen, were pulling out her mothers limp body, through the windshield, to the a waiting stretcher.
"no...no..NOOOOOOOOOO MOM!" Screamed her helpless girl. She willed her legs to run faster, feeling a burning sensation in her calves, she pushed it aside and ran. Tears sliding down her cheeks she made no movement to wipe them away, she just ran.
Seeing the the men put her on the stretcher, her body held no life. Her arms hung off the sides her lay to the side, blood dripping from her nose. The think red ooze pooled around the corner of her mouth. Deep gashes flowing with the think liquid were seen on her arms and legs. Her left leg was bent in an unnatural manor, with a white mass sticking from a wound.
Kagome was closing in on her destination, praying she was alive, then something stopped her, something hit her hard in the gut. "Miss, you can go..."
"MOM...MOM! THATS MY MOTHER LET ME GO!"
"I'm sorry miss but you're not permitted to go.."
"Thats my mother..thats my..."Kagome's knees betrayed her and gave way as she sunk down to the ground sobbing uncontrollably. "Th...that..shes...my...mm...mom.."
Kagome looked up in time to see the EMT pull the sheet over her mangled mothers body. "no", she whispered
"MOM!!! SHES NOT DEAD NO!!!" He tiny body shook with her words, followed by sobs of distress.
Pinching the bridge of his, 'I really do not have time for this.' Were his thoughts about the accident before him.
He needed to get home, to change and pick up his daughter from day care. Granted he called and to let them know that she was going to be staying later, because of matters at school, and he would be there to pick her up ASAP.
It didn't change the fact that he wanted her at home, so she could have a warm home cooked meal before bath time and bed. Groaning, he closed his eyes and waited for the accident before him to be taken care of.
His eyes fluttered open, he smelled her sent; blueberries and orchids, mixed with the sent of fear. Turning his head to the passenger window he saw her streak passed his car, her hair whipping behind her, tears flowing down her face.
He stepped out of his car and watched the police officer catch her before the tore through the scene of the accident.
"MOM...MOM! THATS MY MOTHER LET ME GO!"
His ears felt like had stuck pins in them, because of the pitch of her voice, it was blood curdling. He calmly walked over to where the girl was slumped over shaking.
"MOM!!! SHES NOT DEAD NO!!!"
He wondered if his ears were bleeding...
Placing a hand on her shoulder, she jumped, casting her head up at him, her browning eyes swam in a sea of tears, and sadness. She looked pitiful, still soaking red puffy eyes, and black running down her soft pale face. He placed a clawed hand on her face, and wiped away her tears.
He scooped her up into his arms, and whispered into her ear, "I'm going to take you to the hospital to wait for your mother."
Through the sobs she got out, "what about my brother and my car?"
Pondering for a moment he replied, "your brother will come with us, and I will have one of my fathers and I's assistants pick up your car."
Nodding she let him carry her away.
Yeah yeah, I know its short...sue me. Anyhow I know I really need to work on be descriptive, I promise I'm trying. Bear with me people.
And yes I know they are out of character, but hey...its my story, I'll do with them what I want.
Anyhow R&R
Angelina.