InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drama of Edo High: A Modern Tale ❯ Who Said It Was Over? ( Chapter 43 )

CHAPTER 43: WHO SAID IT WAS OVER?

"Come on, do it, you know you want to."

"Shut up!"

"Just do it! We had to do it, now it's your turn. Besides you can stomach anything, remember you are the bottomless pit."

Growl. "That isn't helping Sango."

"Hey, if I had to down that disgusting crap, my girlfriend is going to," Inuyasha said smartly, earning a glare from Kagome. Sango and Miroku nodded sagely, like it was the wisest thing they've ever heard. Kagome eyed the cup. Oh why did she have to place that bet? She eyed the clock over the door. She only had ten minutes till class, so what was the trouble? Is she threw up, she had plenty of time to do it. Kagome wrapped her fingers around the cup that held the concoction. It wasn't poisonous, everything in there was editable. It was just some ketchup, mustard, relish, mashed fries…pudding…hot sauce…oh god.

She looked desperately to Sango and her friends. "Do I have to?"

Sango slapped her hand on the little money pile on the lunch table. "We agreed, place thousand yen each, and the one who drinks more wins. If you drink the rest of that cup, you not only beat me and Miroku, but the wonderful Inuyasha as well. Come Kags, four thousand yen, good chunk of cash for shopping."

Kagome brought the cup closer, lip curled in disgust. It smelled awful. From the corner of her eye, she saw Inuyasha smirk. Oh really? Well, lets see him smirk when he's taking me shopping. Shutting her eyes tight, pinching her nose closed, she started chugging. Sango and Miroku started cheering her on.

"chug, chug, chug, CHUG, CHUG, CHUG, CHUG…" Kagome kept on swallowing, her eyes tearing nonetheless. Despite her attempts, the stuff still tasted like a home cooked meal gone terribly wrong. A crushed fry touched her tongue and she managed not to gag. The cup was getting lighter and lighter, and Inuyasha's smirk grew smaller and smaller. No, no, no! That was his new iPod she was chugging! Oh damn it! He leaned back shocked, as she slammed down the cup on the table, cheeks bulging to hold in the vile drink and swallow it whole. With a harsh rub of her mouth, she flicked her tongue out a few times in revolt. Miroku and Sango stood up and cheered, Sango pointing a `I told you so' finger in Inuyasha's face.

Miroku picked up the money, and slapped it into Kagome's shaking hand, "and that ladies and gentleman, is four thousand yen to one miss Kagome Higurashi. Congrats my iron stomach friend."

But Kagome didn't pay attention. As a matter of fact, she looked pretty green. They looked at each other.

"Um Sango?" Inuyasha drawled, getting up to support his girlfriend's arm, "now would be a good time."

"I'm on it," Sango retorted, grabbing Kagome gently by the arm and hurrying her out of the cafeteria. Miroku and Inuyasha looked after them. The human leaned to the hanyou.

"She still beat you."

"Shut up Houshi," Inuyasha growled, and went about cleaning up their mess. Making that drink had not been a precise operation, and had cost the semi-cleanness of the table. He had just about got everything when someone stood on the table next to them. He recognized him, from the soccer team. What was his name? Ryko? Ryoko? There you go, Ryoko. Ryoko wasn't very tall, maybe five six, but what he lack in height he took in volume. He spent his time running the field and kicking goals, weight training his legs and did boxing to quicken his reflexes. They had played in gym and damn if the boy wasn't good. He had bright hazel eyes that never ever would go with his artificial blue hair. For some reason, he found it funny and kept changing the color. Last time Inuyasha saw him, it was neon green. Showed you what type of guy he was.

So now Ryoko stood on the lunch table, yelling over the crowd to be quiet cause he had a really important announcement. He waved his arms, kind of looked like a toddler that way, but eventually, the talking went down to mutterings. He grinned a million-watt smile. "Hey everybody! And if you don't know me, my name is Ryoko, but what does it mattered? You're all invited whether I know you or not! This week, my parents are gone, so this weekend, I'm throwing a huge party. Bring your own beer if you want, doesn't matter, cause I personally plan to get shit faced. If you don't know where I live, just follow the student body. This is a party for the seniors, and we're gonna go down wasted!"

A huge cheer broke out in the cafeteria, alerting the teachers something was going on. They came in just as Ryoko was getting off the table, pulling him aside to `talk' to him. He just waved to his adoring peers as he was dragged out into the hall, people chanting `party!' after him. He took it all with a grin.

Miroku shook his head and laughed. What some people did… "That kid is crazy! Does he really think he can do that?"

Inuyasha snorted and grabbed his bag from the table, slinging it over his shoulder and headed for the doors. "Who knows, but that's one party I'm not gonna miss. You going?"

Miroku perked his head up and quickened his pace, "wouldn't miss it for the world my friend."

They shared a good chuckle before they came upon the bathrooms, waiting outside for the girls to return. They leaned against the walls, chatting idly about this and that, what game was playing this weekend, did they stand a chance against Wukutnai high school at the game Friday, you know, high school stuff. Few minutes later, Sango popped out and held the door for a pale Kagome. Inuyasha looked her over and instantly regretted forcing her to drink that crap. Her cheeks lost some color, though it was coming back, and her hair was a little damp because she had washed her face, and her hands shook slightly from the distress her stomach had endured. Her watery smile couldn't hide the fact that she really hadn't enjoyed that. He sighed on behalf of his stupidity and put a hand around her waist, and she leaned into his warm form.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that, I'll make it up to you," he whispered in her ear, nuzzling her hair protectively. He didn't see the mischievous smile.

"Oh you'll make it u to me alright, we're going to the mall this weekend," she replied smartly, smirking at his groan of dramatic pain. He sighed and pulled her closer as they got to Biology.

"`Tis a just and befitting punishment, I'm sure." He recited, earning a sarcastic snort from his girlfriend. Miroku left, making sure to kiss Sango before he fled for class, and promised to meet back up at History. They seated themselves, Kagome making sure Inuyasha was close enough to lean on. That was the most disgusting, most utterly revolting thing she had ever tasted and had the displeasure of coming back up. All she wanted right now was to take notes, play footsy with Inuyasha, and sleep half the class. Oh god, he must be wearing off on her. But, as fate would have it, this cannot be so.

Ms. Puglia turned around and gave the class a smug, yet disturbing grin. One hand was behind her back, while the other flagged the students to their seats. Some students were curious as to why she was wearing a smock. But they quieted down, and waited for the teacher's silence to end. She nodded approvingly, and pulled something from behind her back. It was a jar, but Kagome couldn't really make it out from her position.

"Forget the notes today class," ms. Puglia announced, and for some reason, Kagome knew she wasn't going to like what came next, "cause today," she held up the jar, which held something white, "we're going to dissect tape worms."

There was a brief second as everyone got excited. Inuyasha quirked a brow, but only had time to feel the wind pass by him and hear the door slam open. The class looked and found the door about to close, the faint sound of footsteps in the hall. He looked to the seat beside him, and found with no surprise that Kagome was gone, out the door and to the bathrooms. Now he really felt bad for making her drink that.

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"And so she said that Mimi really didn't…"

Jesus, didn't this girl have anything else to talk about? This what she was hearing right now, blah blah blah, some girl wants to fuck some boy, blah blah, we less worthy beings need a life. The exasperated teen rolled her eyes and sighed, pitching the bridge of her nose. Why did she even talk to these people? What was the point? She wasn't pressuring them to be her goons anymore, or her loyal flunkies, so why waste her time? Gossip? Eh, maybe, the school she went to now was way unbelievingly boring. Filled entirely with girls, most of them lesbians for all she knew. If that wasn't bad enough, she most desperately wanted to curse the nuns who taught straight to the darkest pit of hell where their vows of chastity would be broken in an instant. What would be the point though? Nothing in heaven or hell would lay a finger on those disgusting ninnies. Yes, Dojima's was the worst among them, why her despicable father would send her there is beyond her comprehension. But she did learn some tantalizing facts there.

The sweet innocent Kagome had made some enemies, unknowingly to her. Some called her stuck up, thinking she was too good for them. Of course, she just thought the girl was a bitch, but putting on the nice rich girl act had proven useful. She had more moronic slaves than before, ready to do what she told them to. Sigh, the pathetic were just…well, pathetic. They needed some serious lives and do something for themselves besides idealizing her.

"Oh! And oh my god, you know that soccer kid, Ryoko? He is having a huge party this weekend!" the girl, Niobi, squeaked over the phone, making her scowl as the phone sent feedback into her ear.

"Oh really?" she said bored. Jesus another party. Couldn't seniors come up with another way to celebrate their last year? Maybe like an end of the year prank, a really good one too.

"Yup," Niobi, went on, "and he invited the whole senior class, every single one."

She perked up. Wait a minute. "The whole class? As in every boy and girl that's graduating?"

"Yeah! Its so exciting!" the girl cheered, already dying to go.

She smiled coolly. Well, if this wasn't an interesting piece of information. Everyone's going to there, and possibly… "So everyone? Even couples, like…Miroku and Sango?"

"Yep."

"That Keshin kid and his girl?"

"Of course."

"Inuyasha and Kagome?"

Niobi hesitated. She didn't like that voice, not one bit. It was too fake, "yeah, even them. I heard Inuyasha himself talking about it, said he was going with Kagome."

"Oh really? Well, isn't that nice? Hey Niobi, darling, its been great talking to you, but I have to make some other calls, talk later, ciao." she put down the phone for a second before picking it up, dialing a number that somehow she knew would come in handy. For this girl was the field hockey captain, and had few grudges that were never settled. It rang twice before it was picked up.

"Moshi Moshi, Megumi speaking." A voice spoke, a little winded as if she had ran for it.

"Megumi? Hi, its Kikyou, I was calling to ask a favor…"