October 18
Things are getting strange around here. The morning after the night Kagome stayed at my place, I reluctantly apologized to her being so...well...rude. And you know what the hell the crazy broad did? She actually hugged me, for reasons completely unknown to me. She hugged me and told it was okay. I asked if she was feeling okay, but she just smiled kind of cryptically and said she was fine. Okaaay...
Anyway. You'll never believe what happened today in first period...
Inuyasha was getting his homework out of his math folder to be taken up. "Damn, this crap was hard..." He huffed, and almost jumped at a soft tap on his shoulder. He turned, surprised to see the soft-faced Gingitsune of his past.
"I heard...you and Kagome were dating." She murmured. When he said nothing, she timidly continued, "Um...I just wanted to congratulate you. On that. I know you've been wanting to date her for some time..." Inuyasha glared at her.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Gingitsune? Why do you make these egregious assumptions? Just because I lusted after her didn't mean I wanted her to be with me. I still don't. I've always wanted you to be my nyoubou...you know that." Gingitsune pinked.
"I want to believe that, but...you're so wanton. And there's no way I could ever fully satisfy your bloodlust or your sexual lust."
"Gingitsune, I've been basically starving myself ever since you started dating that fool. I keep thinking about what you said, and it disturbs me so considerably, I've become abstinent...in a sense. I don't mind hungering if it makes you happy."
"Well...still..." Gingitsune mumbled, blushing girlishly. "I don't like the, um, terms we parted on."
"And what makes you think I do?"
"I want us to be friends again. What does that say?"
"Flirtatious friends with possible benefits?!" He beamed eagerly, and Gingitsune laughed.
"Don't be stupid, boy! I do still have a boyfriend...who I'm actually defying by even talking to you. He doesn't really...trust you." Inuyasha snorted loudly and emphatically.
"I should fuck him up just for saying that dumb shit. He's the one who can't be trusted."
"Inuyasha," she admonished. "In order for this...renewed friendship to work, you have to accept the fact that Houjou and I are dating, and behave accordingly."
"Fine." Inuyasha grumbled, crossing his arms. "And you have to accept the fact that unless you want me to die of starvation, I have to feed, specifically from females. If you don't want me to, I won't fuck them."
"Okay." Gingitsune smiled, and shocked him with an embrace. "I missed you." She whispered, sending a shiver down his spine.
Damn! He thought nervously. Even now, she still turned him on, a little too much for his comfort.
"So...we're friends again?" He asked cautiously, and smiled when she nodded, barely resisting the urge to say "yay!" as if he were an overenthusiastic schoolgirl.
"But, of course, no more flirting is allowed. That used to be okay when I was a single gal, but--"
"Now that you're an old married "gal"," Inuyasha drawled, "that's no good. Yeah, I get it." Gingitsune grinned, quickly scurrying into her seat as the bell rang. However, the two passed notes during the entire lesson.
Inuyasha: Man, do we have a lot to catch up on!
Gingitsune: I know! Tell me more about this whole halfling business situation with Kagome.
Inuyasha: To say you think she's a total bitch, you sure have an interest in her. Something you want to tell me?
At Inuyasha's lecherous grin as she read this note, the neko pinked indignantly.
Gingitsune: Shut up! I do not think that about her! NEITHER OF THOSE!
Inuyasha: Well, you did used to think she was a bitch.
Gingitsune: I'm over it, okay?
Inuyasha: Whatever you say...alright, so a while back, the dunce accidentally locked herself out of her apartment. I was looking for some food since the supply was pretty much deficient. We started talking, she called me feminine, so I said fuck her and left.
Gingitsune: You fucked her and left?
Inuyasha glared at her as she snickered uncontrollably.
Inuyasha: Don't be funny.
Gingitsune: Okay, I stop. Then what happened?
Inuyasha: I went to get some good and the wench followed me, asking why I didn't like being called feminine.
Gingitsune: I see it's back to "wench" once more. And that's actually kind of a stupid question—what straight guy would like being called feminine?
She passed him the note, then just as quickly took it back, quickly scribbling something additional.
Gingitsune: And by the way, stop writing so damn scribbly! Your penmanship looks like a goddamn RSVP invitation compared to mine!
Inuyasha smirked.
Inuyasha: Don't be a hater. I thought it was a stupid question, too. Who the hell knows why she would ask that? To be nosy, I suppose, but god knows she was persistent. She said she'd tell me what her father did if I told her the real reason.
Gingitsune: What her father does? Real reason? SO MANY QUESTIONS!
Inuyasha: Well, ask away. It's not as though we don't have time.
Before he could give it to her, something else came to mind, and he wrote something else.
Inuyasha: Also, something else happened that really invoked my curiosity.
Gingitsune: Yeah? Uh...I don't know which question I want you to answer first, so just be random.
Inuyasha: Well, I can't exactly tell you what her father does, and I'm not even telling her what the real reason for my defensiveness is, but I can tell you the other thing.
Gingitsune frowned a bit as she wrote.
Gingitsune: How come you can't tell me what her father does? Is it that horrible or that degrading?
Inuyasha: I was asked not to tell. You can respect that, can't you? After all, you should know better than anyone that curiosity kills the cat.
Gingitsune pouted.
Gingitsune: I guess.
Inuyasha: So anyway. I was walking her back to the complex, and something weird happened. She started getting all...psychoanalytical on me, and her eyes went glazed over like she was in a trance.
Gingitsune: Yeah? That sounds...weird. Mind control, perhaps?
Inuyasha: Perhaps. We should ask Kirara. She's a psychic.
Gingitsune snickered.
Gingitsune: Yeah, but she'll deny it like absolute hell.
Inuyasha: It amuses me.
The two grinned at each other, and Inuyasha nudged her.
"I'm glad we're friends again, Tsune-chan."
"Me, too, Yash."
"Well, well, well! The happy couple has reunited!" Miroku laughed as Gingitsune and Inuyasha approached the table together. Houjou, who had just recently joined their small group of friends, stiffened as Gingitsune sat on one side of him, Inuyasha on the other.
"Miroku, you're an idiot." Gingitsune rolled her eyes, and kissed Houjou on the cheek. "Hi, baby."
"Hello." Houjou mumbled.
"Hi, baby." Inuyasha sneered mockingly, making annoying kissing noises. Kirara, Miroku, and Gingitsune laughed, but somehow, Houjou himself was less than amused.
"It's about time you came back. We thought you were dead." Kirara smiled.
"Something like that." Inuyasha chuckled, leaning back in his chair and reveling in his nemesis's discomfort. "But I couldn't give buddy boy the satisfaction." This was intentionally vague, because Inuyasha wanted to see how Houjou would react.
"Oh, you mean Shouyou?" Houjou said, his voice quiet as per usual. "Because from what I hear, he's been plotting against you ever since you...incapacitated him."
"Is that right?" Inuyasha smirked. "Well, I'll just do it again, to him and anybody else who fucks with something that belongs to me." He shrugged, and what he meant by this wasn't lost on anyone. However, he quickly changed by the subject. "Anyway, Kirara—wanted to ask you something."
"Me?" Kirara blinked innocently, sipping from a glass bottle of milk through straw. "Of course."
"What does it mean if someone slips into a trance and starts spouting off random things?"
"...Random things? Like what?"
"There was this girl...I was talking to her during my extended vacation...and all of a sudden, her eyes became glassy and she started telling me things about me that I didn't even ever tell her, let alone knew about myself."
"That does sound strange." Miroku agreed.
"But why would you ask me?" Kirara frowned.
"Oh, come on, Kirara, we know you're--" Gingitsune faltered at the warning look in Inuyasha's eye, and she cleared her throat. Houjou looked at her.
"What?"
"You know, it's that female intuition. It's plain multiplied when you're a cat." Gingitsune lied smoothly, and Houjou's gaze lingered, but he didn't press her any further. When he wasn't looking, she and Inuyasha mouthed, "psychic". Kirara rolled her eyes.
"Well, I'm no psychic or anything," Kirara stated dryly, "but it sounds to me like a psychological condition. Is this girl prone to such trances often?"
"Not that I know of." Inuyasha shook his head, making a mental note to ask Miroku later.
"Did she remember what she'd said after the trance?"
"No. Should she have?"
"It's not uncommon, but if it were, say, brought upon by an external force, then I suppose she wouldn't remember."
"Gosh. You sound so professional." Gingitsune marveled, and Kirara grinned.
"I try. As for your friend, Inuyasha, I can't exactly say. Sounds like she just drifted off and chanced upon that information."
Chance, hell. Inuyasha thought warily, surreptitiously glancing at Houjou.
"Ah, anyway. Miroku! You guys need to give your girl a spare key or something. The fool locked herself out of her apartment."
"Oh, yeah." Miroku grinned. "She sure did enlighten me and Takefumi-oji-san on your kindness."
"Kindness?" Gingitsune smiled patiently. "That guy?"
"Hey, I can be nice when I want to." Inuyasha huffed. "It's just a hell of a lot of effort to do it, you know...regularly." Gingitsune chuckled.
"What was the kindness?"
"Well, my airhead cousin forgot her key to the apartment, and Inuyasha was so nice as to let her spend the night in his apartment. Now, she assured us that nothing went on, mostly because Inuyasha was too pissed at her to do anything other than slam the door in her face." Houjou nearly choked on his cola, and had to take some time to catch his breath in between his laughter. Gingitsune laughed slightly, but she couldn't help but wonder...
No, no, that was impossible. Inuyasha all but hated the girl, and he only slept with her the one time, and that was only when she was transformed.
Why did she even care?!
With a shake of her head, she laughed a little more genuinely, patting Houjou on the back to help him breathe right.
"Not that funny, babe."
"Sorry..." He apologized, still grinning.
"Well, I don't think I was funny." Inuyasha huffed, crossing his arms. "And why the hell would something have gone on?"
"Yeah, that's true." Miroku chuckled. "You guys can barely stand each other, let alone tolerate being in a room all alone together to screw." Inwardly, Inuyasha was relieved, unaware that Gingitsune felt the same. So Miroku didn't know. It seemed only the three of them did.
That was exactly how Inuyasha wanted it.
(Black Ice: Let's stop here)
(Blood Rain: Nah, don't be that mean. We've got a lot to get out. I think we can bear to stretch it out a couple more pages.)
"You know, this is probably no business of mine, but has anyone else noticed how Shouyou's been really giving Inuyasha the mean eye from afar?" Kirara commented dryly.
"Yeah, that's about all he can do. Gingitsune, you saw that ass-kicking I delivered. You said yourself he deserved it. He better not come up to me with that bullshit."
"Oh, yeah!" Gingitsune laughed uproariously, remembering that day Shouyou had stolen Inuyasha's journal. "Damn, you were pissed! And he was calling you all kinds of bitches and homos...! That was incredible, dude. I give it to you." She held out her fist and Inuyasha, riddled with smugness at Houjou's obvious discomfort and envy, touched it with his own.
"Thank you quite much. Hell, I'll go over to him and flaunt my journal in his face." Inuyasha smirked, making eye contact with the hulking jock as he tauntingly waved the book in the air. "Oh, YoYo! Come and get it!" He called in a derisive falsetto, making the entire cafeteria break out into laughter. Shouyou's face contorted into fury and he leapt out of his seat, stomping out of the cafeteria, followed by his ever-faithful teammates.
Though Gingitsune, Miroku, and even Kirara laughed as well, Houjou seemed not to be impressed, looking as if Inuyasha was trying to be funny.
When just five minutes ago, he was over here cackling like a fucking idiot at something that wasn't even funny! This wasn't supposed to be funny, but shit, it was! Inuyasha thought, irritated.
"I wouldn't test him if I were you." Houjou murmured, his voice so low that Inuyasha was surprised that he could hear it. After all, once the laughter had calmed a little, the cafeteria was still pretty loud, and Gingitsune had now engaged herself in a conversation with Kirara.
"Yeah? That a threat, buddy?" Inuyasha retorted lowly.
"No...consider it a promise." Houjou got up and left, making Inuyasha clench his fists.
"You—hey, what happened to Houjou?" Gingitsune blinked, just noticing her missing boyfriend as the bell rang. Inuyasha shrugged, trying to conceal his anger.
"Dunno. Said something about getting some air, I think. C'mon, we better get to fourth." He smiled, and Gingitsune bit her lip, before following Inuyasha to their fourth period class, vaguely wondering where Houjou had disappeared to.
Black Ice: We've got a treat for y'all next chapter!
Blood Rain: We are going to offer incredible, never-before-predicted insight on Houjou!
Black Ice: WOOT!
Blood Rain: So that'll be awesome to write...can't wait! I've been stricken with such new inspiration for this thing!
Black Ice: Whereas I still am at a transitional loss as to what to do for this new story we're thinking about posting...
Blood Rain: Plus, neither of us have been doing anything on whatchacallit...Servant Girl. As you may have noticed, citrusy content shall be contained within each chapter, so you'll probably see it on and/or .
Black Ice: Yeah.