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Split Personality Disaster

Ch. 10 – Faint From a Name

KAGOME POV

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Thursday, September 13th 2007

Just as always, Hitaru-sensei burst in at the most untimely moment, effectively ruining the blossoming friendship.

Well, not ruining the friendship –

But ruining the hug…. Yah, yah, yah… geez….

Hey!

"Just what is going on in here?"

"Errr…sensei you shouldn't be talking here. You're the one that came in late to get us out of here." Hakudoshi said mock sternly.

"Ehehehe… yah, about that, sorry."

"That's all you've got to say?" I crossed my arms and joined Hakudoshi in the scare – sensei – away – with – a – glare plan.

You just made that up now. Selene said accusingly.

I did not. I was playing around. She said indignantly.

Can you stop that? She said annoyed.

Can YOU stop that? She said warningly.

Then blissful silence.

"You are dismissed." Hitaru-sensei spoke in a tone I have never heard him use, and trust me; you don't want to hear that tone on a teacher. Ever. We both walked out in silence, the earlier trust and hope fading away rapidly. As one, we stopped outside, both waiting for the other to say something.

"Well, I guess I'll see you again." He turned to me with a smile and responded with hope emanating from his very gaze. "Tomorrow." He assured me with a nod. I smiled brightly at him and we both walked away in opposite directions. Unfortunately our attempt at dramatic exits failed when we realized that we were both going the opposite ways to our homes. We grinned sheepishly at each other and waved good bye secretly, just in case Naraku sees us from somewhere.

I walked home, wondering who or what Naraku was.

September 15th 2007

Maybe I should do some research?

Why don't you start at the library? After all, isn't that where everything is?

That's true. Well, there goes our peace for the weekend. She groaned.

Hey!

First thing tomorrow on our "to do" list: Research information on Naraku.

We have a "to do" list?

Just shut up and go along with it.

Oh. Ok.

As decided, first thing in the morning after our morning necessities and breakfast, we were fast on our way to the library. It was eleven thirty in the morning, and it didn't help that the library was an hour walk away from my house.

Stupid house.

That's where you live in, you know?

Not me, you. I live in your mind.

Rigghhtt. Anyways…

Right. Carry on.

Thank you.

We finally reached the steps to the library and pulled on the door, eager to be finally somewhere where there was air conditioning.

The door wouldn't budge.

Try pushing it in. That's sometimes works.

Boy, did I try. It didn't work. I glanced around helpless when the hours of business time poster thing caught my eye. I walked toward it and look at it.

Sunday 12:30 p.m. to 5:30 p.m.

Monday 8:00 a.m. to 6:00 p.m.

Tuesday 8:00 a.m. to 7:30 p.m.

Wednesday 8:00 a.m. to 6:30 p.m.

Thursday 8:00 a.m. to 7:30 p.m.

Friday 8:00 a.m. to 5:30 p.m.

Saturday 1:30 p.m. to 5:00 p.m.

While Selene growled in my head, I let out an ear-piercing wail.

"Ma'am, have you forgotten today is Family Day?"

"Yes." I griited out with ground teeth. I was staring at that little notes posted beside the times available:

*Note: This Monday is Family Day. Students please do not forget and leave your homework to the last minute.*

I wish it would burn to hell.

For once, I agree with you.

Actually, you've agreed with me one other time.

Stop reminiscing. I don't care if I've ever agreed with you or not.

Ooohh, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.

I let out a growl in frustration. Selene immediately backed away. I felt her move in my mind, if that even sounds possible. Unknowingly to me, the guy who asked me the unforgivable question involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Are you okay?" his frightened voice asked me.

I snapped back to reality. I guess he noticed, 'cause I noticed a fearful expression slide down his face and it morphed into one of happiness. Well not exactly that, but it was the closest, what with an angry girl on his hand. Speaking of hands, this dude had…prayer beads on his hand? And only on one hand.

That's so weird.

I thought I told you to go away.

You never told me, you growled. Anyways, I think this guy is important to finding Naraku.

You think?

I know.

"Ummm, I'm sorry about before. I guess I must have looked like hell."

I heard him mutter, "Literally," before he looked up at me with a blindingly bright smile. I returned it with full blast, eager to let him know that I was fine again.

"Woaahhh. Mood change much?" He grinned at me. I grinned in agreement. I held out my hand in my attempt to make friends.

And change his first expression of you.

WHY ME? Why not you?

Cause I'm not the one on the outside, stupid.

I let her insult go and shook the guy's hand and introduced myself. "I'm Kagome. And you are?"

"Miroku Houshi, at your service."

"You're a monk?"

"The one and only around here."

"Great. Then maybe you could help me with my research."

"If it's for homework, you've asked the worst person possible." He chuckled.

"No. Unfortunately, it's not for homework." He stopped his amused laughter at once when he heard my tone go all out serious. He cocked an eyebrow, giving me permission to continue and at the same time letting me know that I had his full, undivided attention.

Gut feeling. NOT good. Selene warned and whined to me, alerting me of something. But as usual, I totally ignored her. And as usual she replied with:

Boy, are you in for it?

"Errr… Naraku?"

Miroku's face went pale, his hand went clammy, and he worked up a great sweat which was unusual to see combined with his pale face. For a second I was afraid that he was going to go fainting on me. I was relieved for a moment when he smiled at me. For a second. About that relief? Yah, it went down the drain when the thud of his body hitting the cement floor echoed throughout the neighbourhood.

Oh man. This is NOT good. Told you so.

Tell me about it. Remind me to listen to you once in a while.

Once in a while? I groaned, mentally and outwardly, accepting her double meaning with her choice of words: question and insult. If that was the reaction we get with just the name… imagine when we have to ask him the main question.

Who is Naraku and what is he?

But if he was bright enough, he should have figured out what we wanted when we just said the name…

Shut up! You sure know how to ruin a suspenseful moment!

*scratches back of her neck*

You have a neck?

*sweatdrop*

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YIPPEE! Miroku has entered the story line. We all know what that means, right? Sango, next! And then, the one we've all been waiting for! INUYASHA! And we can't forget about dear little Shippou either, now can we?

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Word Count: 1,161

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