InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Drama of Edo High: A Modern Tale ❯ You Got To Be Kidding Me ( Chapter 44 )

CHAPTER 44: YOU'VE GOT TO KIDDING ME

Kagome sighed in frustration. Damn it! Where was her black skirt? Wait, what about her torn top with flare sleeves? No no, too gothic. Did she want to wear pumps? No, she was gonna be dancing, so no pumps or heels. Clogs then, yeah her open toed wood patterned clogs with the sheer purple band over the toes. That could work. Now she had to find something to go with it. Kagome got on her knees and started digging in her closet. Jeez, there was stuff in here she actually forgot she had. Tops, skirts, a few lingerie things she got a few years back. Wonder what was going through her mind when she walked into Victoria Secret. Wasn't that the red dress she had worn to her eighth grade dance? Holy cow, it was! That got thrown behind her, into the growing pile of clothes of forgotten and worn. Then she got an inspiration. That's it! Oh my god, where was it? And the skirt too, that mini denim skirt she loved so much, where was that? Wait, didn't Sango borrow those? Oh no, she had to call and get it!

Kagome got up from the floor and climbed over her clothes, reaching for the phone next to her bed on the nightstand. She tripped as she went over some shoes, cursing fashion as she growled picking up the phone. She speed dialed Sango's phone, kicking around a few garments looking around as it rang. It picked up.

"yo, Sango here, what's up?"

"Sango! It's Kagome, I was wondering if you had my denim skirt and-"

"Purple top?" Sango asked flatly, already knowing where this was going. How was it that Kagome always wore the same style whenever she went to a party? It was always three things that she always followed. Denim skirt, a bare shoulder or mid riff top, and no heels, so she could dance. Sigh, how Kagome. "I returned it last week, if you'll remember. The top will be right in front of you in your closet, and the denim skirt in the second draw of your dresser. Go ahead, see. See if I'm wrong."

Kagome huffed in annoyance. Thought she was so smart didn't she? She walked up to her closet, "you think you know me Sango? Can't always know…I hate you."

Sango grinned as Kagome cursed her over the phone, the sound of her taking something from her closet heard. She held up her nails and inspected them smugly, "I don't know you?"

"Okay, so you were right about the top, but I'm not gonna see my skirt in the-Jesus Sango I'm going to smack you so hard!" Kagome cursed as she pulled the exact skirt she wanted out. From the second draw in her dresser. Kagome shook her head unbelievingly as Sango cackled over the phone. How did she know her so well? Was she that easy?

Sango calmed down and cleared her throat, "and let me guess, purple clogs?"

"You are no human Sango," Kagome grumbled and she laid the clothes on her bed, scowling at no one particularly, "you're not human, you're some alien from space with weird mind powers, planning to dominate the world."

"Nah," Sango frowned, but got up and looked in the mirror for the last time. She wore a nice pair of hip huggers, low ride, and a red tank top with a beaded black fish net pancho, her hair set free for the night. "World's too big, I'll settle for miroku's bedroom."

Silence from Kagome. "You know, if I didn't know better, I'd say you switched souls with Miroku, but that would be impossible, seeing as you never had one to begin with."

She striped from her sweats as Sango went on a `don't nag me blah blah blah' tirade aimed at Kagome, the pot calling the kettle black, yada yada. The normal from Sango when she felt miffed. When Sango died down, Kagome raised a brow. "That's all I get? No `get you're head out of your ass'?"

"I'm afraid that's impossible, you shoved it too far up," Sango retorted, and grabbed her purse, "hey I'm on my way to the party, the guys are already there, when are you coming?"

"I gotta take a shower, I smell like house work. Make sure the guys aren't too wasted when you get there, I still want to dance. And make sure Inuyasha has some sense as to not participate in all the chugging contests, at least till I get there," Kagome recited to Sango, turning the shower to full blast.

Sango grunted, "anything else master?"

"Shut it," Kagome hung up, but couldn't stop the smile from spreading across her face. How many times have they done that? Talk on the phone, end up insulting each other then just laughing their asses off? Too many to count that was for sure. But she wouldn't give it up for the world. She stepped into the shower, letting the hot water rinse the fine layer of dust from her skin. Well, that's what you get when you wanted to go to a party, you strike a deal with mom. And the deal was to clean the attic as much as she could before leaving to get ready. And how she hated the attic. Not only was it big, but it smelled bad, was dusty beyond comprehension, and had as many mysteries as the Twilight Zone. She ended finding a box of her mother's baby clothes, which made her feel like she had stepped back in time. But now, she was in a nice hot shower, getting rid of the evidence of her escapade to the attic, bringing the smell of jasmine to her skin. The only thing that would make this better is if it was Inuyasha's shower and he was there, but that was for later. She just felt great to be clean.

She turned it off, toweling herself off and stepping boldly into her room naked, having checked the door was locked. She threw the towel randomly, and got dressed. She slipped in the denim mini skirt, and the purple top over a strapless bra, her shoulders left bare as cotton reached everywhere else. She stepped into the clogs, adding another three inches to her height, and got a purple scrunchie to tie her wet hair up. She didn't want to blow dry it right now. She checked the time, and saw it was around 7:30, the last of the sunlight almost gone. She better get going. Checking her makeup, light touch of lavender eye shadow, blush, lip gloss, she smiled and skipped down the stairs. A quick good bye to her mother and she was out the door. A breeze passed by her on the stairs, and she crossed her arms. It wasn't too chilly, the summer's warm winds still came. She took a left from her house. Would you believe that Ryoko didn't live too far from her? It was like three or four blocks from her house. And she never even knew, only learning about it when she got the address. So a nice walk will put her in a great mood to gulp down a beer. If Inuyasha hadn't drank all of it already. All the parties they've been to, he always has to at least have one chugging contest with the so claimed `best drinker' at the place. One keg later, and he wasn't even buzzed. Always got his money, that he did. But a few hours later, and more beer, he was stumbling home, paying for it in the morning. Not even demons can escape the hangovers too much drinking caused.

She smiled as she crossed the street, going right. The street she crossed to was shadowed by the buildings, all remaining sunlight cut off harshly as you entered. It was mainly a quiet street, not a bad neighborhood. She knew a few kids from this block, Souta's friends that came over and did nothing but play games. Potted flowers hung in window boxes, tree saplings lining the sidewalk. Looked like garbage day from all the trash lined up by the curb. She passed by a break in the buildings, giving a view of a narrow ally. She shivered as a cold feeling went up her spine. Thinking that she was going to be jumped, she whirled around to face the ally. But nothing was there, only shadows and trashcans.

She shook her head, giving a half-hearted laugh, what is with you? Don't be paranoid or anything, you've walked down here dozens of times, even played on this street. So what's with the creeps? She took a slow step, wanting to smack her forehead. Of course she had nothing to be afraid of, she knew this area like the back of her hand. Across the way lived a nice old lady who gave candy to any kid who knocked on her door. Three doors down lived Sorin, Souta's classmate. See, nothing new. But why did she feel like something was?

She shook off the feeling, not noticing the black Lincoln parked across the street, or how the window quickly went up when her head looked in that direction. She was being so silly, so what if she had the shivers? It was after dark and she was walking alone, who wouldn't be creeped? She passed by the next narrow ally. And was yanked into the darkness.

Kagome had no time to react as a hand clamped over her mouth, stifling her scream of surprise. Her head spun as she was whirled around and slammed into the wall to her right. She fell in shock and her attacker took the time to place a few blows to her stomach and torso. She was just about to lift her arms to defend herself when a black clad foot came into contact with her head. Pain exploded through out her skull, sending white dots into her vision. Another softer kick came, and the white dots became black ones, the dull throbbing ebbing as she lost touch with the world. The last thing she heard was the sound of a car door opening and the click of heels.

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She paid no attention to the fidgety girl who attacked the other. She didn't need to, all she had to do was pay her. The girls swallowed hard as she was handed the money. She eyed the unconscious girl lazily.

"Take her clothes, I'll need them."

"What? Are you crazy, you never asked me to-"

"Take them and hand them to me. I'll pay extra. You do want to pay off that costly catalog shopping habit that your mother doesn't know about, don't you?"

The hired girl shut up, lips thinning tightly, and she crouched to remove the said clothes. She did it difficulty, but managed nonetheless. She gave them over, the employer taking them with a curl of disgust to her lips. Some people just didn't know fashion. She was just about to toss a trench coat over the girl, but a sparkle of gold caught her eye. Kneeling down to the girl, she got a close look at her neck. There lay upon a gold heart locket, unknowingly to her never leaving the owner's neck for a day. But it was perfect for her plans. She reached out and with a twist of her wrist, snapped the chain and took it. It was quite lovely, a real piece of work. She opened it, and smiled coldly at the image inside. Oh yes, this would be perfect. Turning on her heel, tossing the coat at the girl, she quickly departed with the clothes, ignoring the paid girl as she left. She opened the door to the Lincoln and got changed as they drove. She had party to get to.

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"whoo!!! Yeah go Inuyasha!" Miroku cheered loudly as Inuyasha took the tube and sat down, waiting for another unsuspecting soul to lose to his master drinking skills. A rough looking boy sat across from him, looking very close to the edge of unconsciousness as he stumbled unto his seat. He took the opposite tube, and readied it near his mouth. Inuyasha smirked smugly. Oh how he loved to show up these wanna be's. Everyone knew he was the master drinker, so why did they bother? Hold on, he head was going fuzzy, must have been that last half keg he drank…nah, he was fine. He brought the tube to his mouth as a hand got ready to pump the keg. Miroku was next to him, patting his back and talking like a boxer coach, really quite cheesy.

"Hey wait!" they turned to find Sango coming through the crowd looking quite nice in those jeans. Some guys took notice, and had Miroku sending them death glares. She came up smiling as they looked at her quizzically. She blinked. "What? You guys start a chugging match with out me!"

Miroku shook his head with a smile and slung an arm over her shoulder. He motioned for them to proceed. Inuyasha turned back around and continued smiling confidently. His challenger was swaying in his seat. The guy in charge of the keg raised his hand. They got ready. He swept it down, and started pumping the keg's contents into the tubes, that were now in their mouths. Inuyasha didn't even get two gulps before he heard something hit the floor. They stopped to find his challenger had passed out, and was now snoring on the floor.

"That's all I get?" Inuyasha half whined, watching as a couple guys dragged the poor boy away.

"Dude, Inuyasha, the guy was a good ways there before you even started." Miroku answered, taking a gulp of his beer. Sango shook her head. She must have missed the main event.

"Hey," Inuyasha scrunched his brows. Damn, he was starting to squint, "where's Kags?"

"She's on her way," Sango said, snatching Miroku's beer and taking a drink. He scowled at her and missed when he tried to take it back. "She was having trouble picking something out, but she should be here any minute."

"We'll wait outside for her, come on," Miroku beckoned with his hand and led Sango out by hers. Inuyasha followed as they pushed by drunken fools, some head banging dancers. The place was trashed, and the party host himself was nowhere to be found. There was people everywhere, drinking, dancing, doing whatever. Though the whatever was mainly upstairs in the bedrooms. They walked out the door to find it was in the same condition. Some toilet paper was trailed over the lawn, and people were just sitting and drinking, laughing when some guy did some stupid shit. But it was quieter out here, the blasting music easing off of Inuyasha's bandana pinned ears. Even that way the music was way too loud for him. The second the fresh air of outside hit him, his head became less fuzzy, but he had a nice buzz going on. His senses weren't really at their best at the moment, but a hanyou can get drunk too. They found an empty spot in the railing of the porch, and leaned against it.

"So tell me," Sango started, "how many contests has he won so far?"

Inuyasha snorted while Miroku smiled, "well, that would be four matches, almost three kegs, and he has a nice sixteen thousand yen out of it. Did I miss anything Inuyasha?"

"Nope, an I'm jus peachy at the moment!" Inuyasha cheered, frowning when he slightly swayed. Sango shook her head.

"You are so drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Inuyasha barked, a hint of temper showing, "I'm th'best damn drinker here, and I don't get drunk till I publicly embarrass myself."

They just laughed at him. Boy was he in for a surprise.

Sango turned around and looked down the road, and smiled when an hourglass shaped figure approached down the street wearing the famous bare shoulder top, skirt and…heels? "Hey guys, Kagome just arrived. I hope you can stand so you guys can dance."

The boys turned around, and a grin spilt Inuyasha's face. He jumped over the railing and started strutting across the lawn. Kagome stopped at the curb, the streetlight casting a shadow over her features. She shifted to one leg and crossed her arms, seemingly to give him a once over. Man her attitude made her sexy sometimes. He stumbled on the lawn and laughed it off, getting up and closer to Kagome.

"Hold it right there," she said, holding out a hand to stop him. He frowned and paused. Something was off; her voice is a bit loud and kinda high. Weird. Not to mention she was wearing a hell of a lot of perfume. "Jesus are you drunk? You reek!"

Sango and Miroku turned around at the sound if her voice, as well as some other people. Why was Kagome yelling? Was she mad or something? At Inuyasha nonetheless. Sango strained to see Kagome's face. Something wasn't right here, it was like she was purposefully standing in shadow. And she stopped Inuyasha right about fifteen feet from her, and that wasn't normal. She would normally run up and give him a nice `welcome', but this was different.

Inuyasha smiled uneasily. For damn reason, he was getting a really bad feeling. "Yeah so what? It's a party Kags, people get drunk."

She sighed exasperated, which had his brows shooting up, "that's besides the point Inuyasha." It was like she spat his name out, a nasty taste to her mouth. "The point is you are way drunk, and that is so unattractive. I mean, it's making my stomach want to die just at the scent of you. I can smell it from here!"

Inuyasha felt a flicker of heat, clearing his mind somewhat, "you never had a problem before, and besides I'm a hanyou, I can take a few drinks."

"A FEW drinks?" she hissed, clucking her tongue, "you smell like the bottom of a keg, and that's a few drinks? But I guess you being a hanyou helped. Especially with the excitement."

Sango and Miroku looked at each other. Okay, something was definitely, undeniably wrong with this situation. While Inuyasha pushed down on some more anger. "What the hell are you babbling about Kags? Are you okay?"

She gave a short laugh, almost to mock him, "oh yeah, I'm fine, just fine. Actually, you can say I was enlightened. I finally see what a fool I was. To go out with dirt like you."

By now, the front yard had gone quiet, and few gasps were heard. Did…did she just insult him? Kagome, the girlfriend of Inuyasha, had just insulted her boyfriend for no apparent reason. Did anyone else find this disturbing? Least to say, Inuyasha himself was shell-shocked. His mouth hung open like to attract flies, and his lungs had stopped. Miroku and Sango were slowly making their way towards them.

"wha…what did you call me?" Inuyasha asked ludicrously.

You could just make out her arrogant sneer as she crossed her arms. "I called you dirt, cause that's what you are. All this time, I was just so blinded by my attraction to you. I mean, what could be more exciting that having a hanyou for your first time? You had demon blood, durability. To fuck with something so shunned upon, so disgusting in other's eyes, that I lost my common sense for a while. And it got me off for a while. Hell, I actually convinced myself I loved you. But the more I got to know you, I saw it wasn't love, nothing but lust. And you know, I've grown tired of it, I think I need someone else."

Inuyasha could not move, breathe, or even think. There were two wires in his head that were not connecting making his thoughts more along the lines of a flat line. He could not be hearing this. He had passed out at some point and was having a really bad dream. But one thing proved him wrong. It was the cold that penetrated his thoughts, numbing his feet to the spot and his voice frozen. Not a sound came from the house, everyone too shocked to even register that Kagome was laughing silently.

"I mean come on Inuyasha! How long did you think this would last? Forever? Nothing lasts forever, you should know that. I have to admit, you were a good fuck once I got use to it, but now I feel as if the flame is gone. You, no longer light my fire. Sorry Inuyasha, I think this is where we part. But I'll tell you this, I might not have actually loved you, but I did feel for you, even if it was only hormones. Good bye Inuyasha." She turned to leave, but paused and considered. She turned back and ripped something from around her neck. "It would a shame to keep this, it has no meaning for me."

She threw something at his feet and stalked off, the sound of her heels clicking sharply in his ears. And each step crushed another part of his heart, smashing it like glass. With each painful stab, he got paler and paler, shaking his head slightly, not wanting to believe. This isn't real, it can't be, it never will be. No, this was dream, a horrible dream, and he'd wake up with Kagome pressing a cold cloth to his forehead because he had a hangover, smiling sweetly and scolding him slightly. This. Was. Not. Real.

He looked down at his feet. Only to collapse to pieces. It was the locket he gave to her.

No one noticed how Kagome set her hair free to flow about her waist, walking into the darkness, when just yesterday it was at her shoulder blades. That is, every one but Sango. Something was just not right.