The Library
By Anonymous Malink
Disclaimer, I do no own any Inuyasha like subjects in copyrighted form.
Part Seven – Philosophy of the Mindless
It was a Saturday evening, the last Saturday before the 'wedding of the century' as Izayoi blatantly put it. Inuyasha was at home, doing nothing of particular interest. As of late, his family was slightly, how one might put, dissonant.
His father seemed to always, even on the weekends, have work to do. His mother had patients seemingly 24-seven. Also, his brother either had patients, was doing something with Rin, or 'so tired he couldn't think straight.'
He had no 'friends' other than Kagome, and he couldn't really call her up to have a conversation with her. That would be kind of creepy. Or even worse, Koga might pick up the phone… Obviously it was a no-brainer; he wouldn't call.
He knew only a few other people he could call, but they were more acquaintances than friends. How he only wished he was a bit more likeable. Maybe if he stopped being an ass to everyone, yeah that might do it. He would try it first thing Monday.
He sighed, pulling his hair away from his face. He tied it firmly behind him, and promptly pulled out his laptop. He surfed around a bit on the internet before getting a bit hungry. He got up, turned his computer off, and then made his way to the kitchen.
A few sandwiches and a can of Pepsi™ later, he was working from the kitchen enjoying his meal. This time he was writing, writing an essay for English class. He was supposed to write about the diversity of men and animals, grown over the years, but he found himself getting more into the problems that humans have faced and are creating. He realized his digression and was going to correct it when the phone rang. He sighed, getting up, and grabbing the phone.
"Hello, Takashimo residence, Inuyasha speaking," he answered instinctively.
"Inuyasha, how are you dear," he heard his mother's voice chime.
He groaned. "I'm fine mom."
"Are you doing your homework like a good child?"
He winced at the word child. "Yes mom."
"Good, well I just wanted to check up on you. I'll be home at six."
"Ok, bye mom…" He hung up the phone and took a deep breath before returning to his chair. He took a bite of his sandwich and began to correct his error.
It was a good thing he caught himself in the error of his ways. If he hadn't he would have ended up writing two paragraphs about non related subjects...
It wasn't too long before he heard the incessant phone wind again. He pulled his chair out, got up, grabbed the phone, and answered, "Hello, Takashimo residence, Inuyasha speaking."
"Hello this is Mr. Kabuto Inuyasha. Is your mother there?"
He inwardly whined. "Well, no, but she'll be back at six."
"That's good, are you done with your math homework?"
"… Not completely, I'm just finishing it now."
"Good boy, I'll see you on Monday!" Click!
Wow, the creepiest of the creepy had just happened. In fact, not only creepy… but awkward too. No one, no one in the right mind at least, expects a call from their math teacher asking for his mother.
He took a few more deep breaths, before taking the phone over to the kitchen table and placing it next to the computer, just in case another person calls.
He continued working diligently, for a while, before he began thinking again. He had typed about how humans had more medicines lately, to cure more things while animals relied on self-curing their injuries. But not all ailments can be cured, as of the medicines we have today. This brought him to thinking about… her again.
To Kikyo.
Kikyo, his first love.
Kikyo, the one who stole his heart.
The very same Kikyo, who died in his arms, two years ago.
Kikyo.
His mind reflected on her cause of death.
He reminisced the moment.
He was supposed to go home with Sesshoumaru, but he told him off and said he still had one more thing to do, one more place to go. Sesshoumaru sighed, and let him on his way.
Kikyo was the daughter of Naraku Nakamura, the Dean of the Eleventh Grade. She stayed after school longer than even him some days.
He and Kikyo had been 'going out' for what seemed like two years, since the middle of sixth grade. It was only customary since today he had not seen her at all, for him to say goodbye. And it was a good thing he did too.
He was walking down the Eleventh Grade hall when all of a sudden he heard a man yell. Naraku burst out of his office to see Inuyasha standing there. "Inuyasha, boy!" he yelled to him, running up to him and grabbing his shoulders. "Please, go get help boy, call… someone." At this point Naraku fainted on the floor.
"What the…?" Inuyasha was panicky and curious and he ran over to Naraku's door to see what the problem was… and he wish he hadn't for the rest of his life.
Kikyo was in the middle of a circular group of desks, sitting in a pool of her own blood. Her blouse was soaked in blood and so were pieces of her skirt. Inuyasha stood in the doorway for a moment, shaking, before he jumped over the desks and dropped to his knees beside her.
"Kikyo?"
"Inu-"
"No, don't speak. Save your energy."
She was unusually calm for someone in her position. Dieing.
"Promise…"
"Kikyo..."
"Promise you won't… forget me."
Inuyasha held back the tears welling in his eyes. "I won't need to, you'll be alive and well in no time." He searched Naraku's desk and immediately called an ambulance. "You see, you'll be fine."
"Be-… happy-Inuyasha." Inuyasha could do nothing to keep his tears from falling like a waterfall now. His emotions reeked of sorrow, as the one person he thought he could spend the rest of his life with was slowly slipping away.
Then, the most heart wrenching thing happened. Kikyo raised a hand to grasp onto Inuyasha's chest. A streak of fear ran across her face as she herself felt like crying. "Inuyasha…? Stay with…"
Her eyes rolled upwards as she let go of his shirt. He pulled his eyes together as he grabbed her gently under his arms and picked her up, carrying her fast yet slow over the desks and through the door, past the unconscious Naraku, and now running down the corridor, and through the school doors, awaiting the ambulance that was the about to drive down the corener, he heard the sirens. Almost to clearly… and clearer, and clearer, and
RingRingRingRingRingRingRing
He snapped his eyes open, kind of in a daze, and heard the phone clicking away. Hepicked it up angrily. "Hello," he stated gruffly.
"Hey Inuyasha." The voice warmed his heart momentarily.
"Kagome?"
"Yeah it's me; I got your number out of the directory."
"Oh."
"Yeah, well anyway, I was wondering if you could come to my house for a bit to help us out with something."
"Something? Is it a chick thing."
He heard her laugh. "No stupid, but I assure you you'll have fun."
'Not after that day-mare,' he thought irritated. "I guess I could come, although I have no means of transportation."
"My mom and I have to go by that way anyway to pick up some supplies; we can grab you on the way back. Or on the way there, whichever you prefer."
"I need to get out of this place, on the way there please!"
She laughed again. "Okay, see you in a bit."
Inuyasha waited for a while, finishing his essay with no more distractions, and just as he closed is 'notebook' he heard a knock at the door. He through on a jacket, and walked casually to the door. He opened it and standing right there was Kagome.
"Coming," she asked. He nodded and followed her to the car. Curiously, he slid into the back and noticed the front seat held a few colorful bags. Kagome was sitting to his right, behind the bags so he assumed wasn't interested in them at all. He peeked at them as he put his seat belt on, and sighed irritably when he couldn't figure out what they were for.
"Curse," he muttered, cutting down on actually saying something like 'shit' or 'damn.'
"What is it?" Kagome asked.
"I came, not knowing what I am supposed to do, and now I'm wondering if I made a mistake."
She smiled. "I know you. I know that you'll probably enjoy this. Please just trust me, and try not to be so grouchy."
He rolled his eyes and leaned his head back, closing his eyes. A few moments of peace pursued but soon he heard the car pull up in a parking lot. In front of the car…was a grocery mart.
"You brought me to go… food shopping."
Kagome rolled her eyes. "Yeeees."
Inuyasha proceeded to slam his head into the driver's seat.
"What's wrong?"
Kagome's Mom, Inuyasha, and Kagome got out of the car before Inuyasha answered. "What's wrong, what's wrong?" He growled. "You have the 'decency' to ask me what's wrong, when going… f-food shopping."
"What's wrong with food shopping?"
Inuyasha winced at hearing food shopping, and advanced to slam the door of the car. "Other than the fact that it's a fate worse than death."
"Oh come on, it's not that bad."
"My philosophy is that it is," Inuyasha stated clearly. "A man cannot 'enjoy' food shopping. They must complain."
"Your philosophy makes no sense."
"Whatever."
Inuyasha grumbled all the way in.
The super market wasn't really crowded at all. It was quite empty besides the occasional few in the occasional aisles. The first stop was at the bakery section, where it seemed Kagome's Mom was having an elongated conversation with the baker at the counter.
Inuyasha dragged his feet across the tiling irritably. "Stupid… food shopping."
Kagome, growing frustrated with his complaining slammed her foot and very loudly commanded him to tell her why he hated food shopping so much. Inuyasha, taken aback, soon regained his posture and sighed, recalling the moment.
"It was a Friday afternoon, and a very, very, young me, only four at the time decided to come with me mother to grocery mart. I was very intrigued by many things, but my favorite part were the lobsters…"
"Oh boy…"
"… Now the lobsters as you know are in an aquarium with a lid on it, so you can't get you hand in it, but…"
"Inuyasha I get it…"
"One day a person was getting a lobster out, brought it into the back, and left the lid open, and put my hand in to try to touch it…"
"Inuyaaaasha…"
"And the entire cage toppled on me, the three lobsters inside braking their bonds, and they all clamped on me…"
"Ouch…"
To make matters worse I was then scolded for a propos the next half an hour by someone I did not discern. I was scarred for all existence."
"I see, I never saw it from that point of view before."
"I can assure you, I think no one has."
After their proceeding conversation ensuing lobsters, the bakery quest was over, and it was time to… leave? All they had to do was go to the bakery? Something was fishy…
On the way into the car he noticed what was in the bag. Balloons. Lets see, balloons+bakery goods party. No one was graduating… it was most likely…
"Who's birthday?"
"Yay, Inuyasha figured it out," Kagome cheered, slapping him on the back.
"Sota's," Her mother responded. "He's eight tomorrow."
"Tomorrow!"
"Yeah, we are good at procrastinating."
"Obviously."
The car ride went back to the Higurashi residence where the delighted Inuyasha saw that Koga was not there. He was informed politely that Koga was at an away game and Inuyasha was very relieved.
"Alright," Kagome's mom said, gathering Inuyasha and Kagome around the kitchen table. "We have a lot of things to do before tomorrow, and we need everybody's cooperation to do it right!
"Kagome you're in charge of the floors, sweeping mopping and vacuuming. Inuyasha sweetie will you be staying?"
"Sure."
"Good." She handed him a long stick with a foam thing at the end. "You're in charge of bathrooms."
'Wow,' Inuyasha thought. 'This was a fate worse than food shopping.'
A.N. Part Seven completed! I think two in four days is pretty good, if not plain stupid. This puts me ahead of schedule. Well you know what that means. I'm outta here!
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