Hey dudes, sorry for the wait, and such a short chapter, but I have been neglecting my writing terribly because of work and blah blah blah (I hate my job, did I ever mention that?), and I promised firevixen73 that I'd do some artwork for her, so...yeah! Life's so busy, but Yay! My birthday's this Sunday! Woot, 21! Oh yeah! Except that I'm no longer covered by my dad's healthplan, those assholes! This is Canada! Why are you snatching my plan away! ARGGG!!! And getting new scanner, plus new tattoos... sometime... soon I hope, lol!
Deds:
Kitsune's Lover - Thanks to the goddamn bot, long time no hear!! I loved Office Space, wasn't that funny?!?!? Lumbergh grossed me out tho, and that guy that got off on the breast exams on tv, he needed a new hobby, lol. Tell you what: you get the razor, and I'll hold her down, savvy? Awesome, it's a plan!! Now gimme some cake!
cookiemonsterks - Do you know something I don't?!?! Who told!!!! I'm sure there are a lot of ppl out there who have many deliciously disgusting ways to get rid of Kanna, but I haven't yet decided, since I'm not even that far yet (get yer ass in gear, Shannon, jeez) but I'd love to hear any ideas you might have!
Mystical Hanyou - The wookie was a good idea, wasn't it? I'd like to know where those come from, not many ppl have been swimming in this entire story... maybe the animals party at night when they're asleep... that would explain all the hair, anyway. Yes, they are about to devise a plan, but luckily, Kanna doesn't know that Kagome has the Jewel inside her, so, we'll see what she'll do, and the dance is just hours away! Yay! I have no idea what to write!! Gah!
Stercum Accidit - Not at all! We love blood here! Look at everyone else, they're crying for it! All I have to do know is think up a good way to off her, when the time comes, of course. I'd say it's unanimous. KANNA IS LOVED BY NO ONE. Heehee! I hope no one sues me for defaming her this badly. Oh well.
Sweet Temptation
Juuromaru pulled up in front of the big white house again, his Maserati idling loudly in the street. Inuyasha hadn't gotten back to him about his request earlier. He wondered what had been going on with him; he'd been all weird today, when he'd seen him at all. He put that thought aside for now, though.
What if she wasn't there again? He really didn't want to talk to that white-haired girl again. She was a skank.
He'd just shut off the engine when an upstairs window opened and steam came billowing out; someone was in the shower.
Working up his nerve, he walked up the lawn and rang the bell.
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Sango opened the front door, five people piling in behind her and forcing her to let go of the knob. Flinging off their shoes, they ran into the house, Sango shouting, "Kags! Kikki! You guys still here?"
There was thump, then silence again.
"Wait here, you guys."
Sango went down the hall and stopped at her sister's door, inching it open.
A large moving lump was under the sheets and she could hear one of them hushing the other and giggling. She smiled.
Returning to the living room, Miroku asked, "Find anything?"
She shook her head. "No."
"Then let's go to our place. We'll see if Mom and Dad can help us figure out what to do."
Picking up their shoes, they ran next door.
S.T.
Kanna sat at her vanity and contemplated her face. Her skin, pale, was smooth and unblemished; her eyes, dark but wide, contrasted with her fair skin. Her hair, also white, fell in silky waves around her face. Staring critically at her reflection, she picked up the phone after two rings.
"Yeah."
"Kanna, dear, why are you home?" Kaede was on the other end. "You weren't answering your cell phone."
Kanna raised a brow. Some things were so tediously petty…
"I think my service is still screwed up Kaede. I'm home because I don't feel well."
"Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart. You get right into bed and feel better. I just called to say that I would be staying at Mao's tonight. She's a little under the weather herself. I hope it's nothing contagious. Tell your sister that she is in charge and that there is macaroni in the freezer." Kanna wanted to die of boredom. Yak, yak, yak…
"I will." Not.
"Alright. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Bye."
Kanna hung up without waiting for the older woman to bid her farewell, and looked at her cell. Two missed calls.
Oh well, she thought, looking out her window. At least it didn't rain like I thought it would.
She opened her bedroom window and turned her music up loud, and all the neighbourhood dogs began to bark.
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When Kagura turned the corner to her block, she could hear music. Frowning, she realised with embarrassment that it was coming from her house. Shaking her head, she opened the door and looked up to see her sister's bedroom door standing open a few inches.
Kanna was in the bathroom, but no water was running yet. Probably admiring yourself in the mirror, aren't you, sister dearest? She thought contemptuously.
She smiled to herself in satisfaction, realising that she and Kanna weren't so different after all. Kanna liked to hurt and manipulate others, whereas Kagura just liked to hurt Kanna, for she so sorely deserved everything that she got for her malevolent actions.
At least I have good news, Kagura thought, her smile widening. How pleased you will be when I tell you that all your scheming was for naught!
Kagura revelled in the thought of her sister's angry reaction, and, closing her own door - noting the blood had been wiped from Kanna's door as she passed it - she began to rummage through her closet. Looking for something to wear to the dance that night made her think of Juuromaru, and her heart sank. She had not seen him since yesterday morning, but it seemed like a lifetime to her. She wondered if he would show up at the dance.
Browsing through her shoes, she noticed several pairs were missing.
Kanna, you little fucker! She fumed as she opened her sister's bedroom door.
Kanna's room was a testament to her inner evil; it's walls were coated with a thick layer of velvet black paint, and even her carpet was dark, crimson in colour. The silver mirror reflected her silhouette as she opened the door wider.
She hated this room. It was a mess, but the way Kanna dressed and looked you'd never guess it. It was musky from smoke, since Kanna had candles everywhere, and soot blackened the already dark ceiling.
Flicking on the light, she was about to search this pigsty for her shoes when she saw Kanna's outfit for that night laid out on her unmade bed, sparkling in the light from the lamps. She fingered the diamond-studded fabric, and wondered where Kanna had gotten such a beautiful dress. It was red, and the bodice twinkled as the facets of the diamonds hit the light.
She shook her head in poorly disguised jealousy as she found her blue high-tops, her red sandals, and a pair of brand-new white sandals.
Taking her shoes back to her room, she locked her door behind her.
Digging around in her desk, she found an old combination lock and fastened it to her closet doors.
There, you just try to steal my shoes now, bitch!
Kagura's stomach growled, reminding her that she hadn't eaten since this morning. She glanced at the marble clock on her nightstand; it read one-thirty.
Opening her door and going downstairs, walking through the steamy mist coming from under the bathroom door, Kagura went to the kitchen and looked around in the fridge for something to eat.
Finding little, she opened the freezer and found a box of popsickles.
Taking one out, she stopped half-way up the stairs when the doorbell rang.
Running to get it before Kanna could come out of the bathroom, Kagura flung open the door to face Juuromaru, a smile of relief on his handsome face.
Kagura smiled and felt a happiness arise from within her that she couldn't contain.
"Juuromaru! What are you doing here?"
He grinned, and replied, "I came to see you. How have - what happened to your hand!?"
She'd forgotten about her hand. Holding it up, she brushed it off and said, "I broke it, but it'll be fine. How have you been?"
Kagura stepped onto the porch and closed the door behind her, throwing her half-eaten posickle in the bushes. She knew it was rude not to invite him in, but she wanted to keep him out of Kanna's sight for as long as possible. If Kanna even had the slightest inkling of how much she liked him… she would ruin Kagura's chances with him, in a heartbeat.
Juuromaru pulled a hand through his long hair and then shifted his weight on his feet, watching her dispose of her half-eaten treat with a smile.
"Alright. I came here to ask you to the dance, actually. I came last night too, but you weren't here."
Kagura's eyes widened. "You did?"
"Yeah. Is that girl your sister?"
Kagura swallowed. Shit. So they did meet, and she knows.
"Kanna? White hair?"
"Yeah, that's her."
"Yes, she is, unfortunately."
He saw the black look on her face and laughed outright. She began to smile then, and asked, "What's so funny?"
"You don't like her either, eh?"
The black look returned. "I hate her. What did she say to you?"
He shrugged. "Not much. But when she started to come on to me, that's when I hit the road. Though I'm glad I could catch you today."
She saw red until he said that. "You are?"
"Yeah. So, how about it? Wanna be my date tonight?"
Kagura grinned, blushing. "You bet."
"Great. Pick you up at seven?"
"I'll be ready."
"Awesome." He leaned toward her and kissed her cheek, then ran back to his Maserati and waved to her as he sped away.
Kagura closed the door behind her and the smile slid off her face. Kanna stood on the stairs, a towel around her chest and one on her head. "Who was that?"
Kagura swallowed, but pushed herself off the door and walked calmly into the living room, Kanna on her heels.
"It was the Fashion Police. They wanted to cite you for wearing that disgusting towel, but I talked them into letting me punish you instead."
"Ha ha, very funny, Kagura. You're a real comedian. In fact, you're so funny, I might kill with laughter. How's your hand, by the way?"
"It's die, dumbass. It was nobody, alright? Drop it."
Kanna crossed her arms, hiking up her faded and thread-bare black and red towel, but said nothing further. Kagura was evading her, ignoring her remark about her hand, but she didn't care enough to pester her about it. She knew who it had been, from the stupid smile still on her sister's stupid face.
"Oh. Well, if you see Inuyasha, do let me know." She turned to go back upstairs, but stopped at her sister's happy voice.
"He won't be here anytime soon. I believe he's too busy having make-up sex with Kikyou to give you the time of day."
Kanna spun around, her eyes ablaze. "What?!"
He'd done it! That bastard, had actually had the balls to confess! The nerve of him, ruining her plans like that! She had intended to hold that over him as leverage for a long while, but now her plans were shot to hell!
Coming back to jab her sister in the chest, she said stubbornly, "And why should I believe you?"
Kagura laughed. "Because I was there when he told her; in fact, I convinced him he was of sound mind to do so. He asked me what he should do before he told anyone else."
Kanna was incensed. Turning on her heel, she gritted, "He'll pay. " Quieter, she hissed, "And so will you, sister."
Kagura shook her head, pulling out and flicking open her cell phone. Kanna stomped up the stairs muttering bloody murder as she read a text message from Sango: Come over to Sess's. NOW. Kanna knows about the Jewel!!
S.T.
Whoooaaaa! So that's how the wind blows, is it?? Kanna's mad, you guys, really mad. What's she gonna do? Her plans have been ruined, and all she knows about the Jewel is that it's in Kagome's possession. Sounds like the gang's in for some surprises tonight at the dance, or will Kanna bide her time and plan something really awful? You'll find out, whenever I get typing, damn it! Of course, reviews make me type faster... heehee! Sorry for the shortness here people, but this was all that was left. I know, get to work, slave! The good readers are waitin'! (I can hear the crack of the whip now - Ouch! I can feel it, too! Yow, that smarts!!)