InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dreaming ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: Silver is HOT! And stripes seem to be in fashion. Doesn't mean I own a striped shirt, though.

 

Dreaming

 

Chapter 3

 

When I walked to and from school, I passed Kagome's school. I think they are right next to each other.

 

I was walking past her school, lost in thought, when I heard a group of girls' voices calling out. I turned around, mostly from curiosity. They could've been calling anyone.

 

I saw three older girls, probably the same age as Kagome. Maybe they knew her; they were wearing white and green uniforms similar to Nee-chan's. They came closer. They seemed so tall, and I knew that they wanted something to do with me.

 

“Aren't you Kagome-chan's little brother?” she asked. She had long hair and was wearing a headband. I recognized them then. They were Kagome's friends, who came over sometimes. They would stay locked in her room and talk for hours. I never got how girls did that. Then again, girls will talk about the stupidest, smallest, most insignificant things.

 

I nodded and said yes, I was her brother. They seemed more confident at my reply, and sounded relieved as they asked about the well-being of Nee-chan.

 

“Not too well,” I heard myself say. “She's sick.”

 

A girl's face knows no subtlety, maybe. I saw their eyes frown; their faces echoed each other, all worried. “Oh dear,” one said. “What shall we do? Kagome will be missing school for a while. And we have a test coming up too.”

 

Nee-chan sometimes whined about her schoolwork. And when she did I knew that nothing had happened that day. Her school was so boring, so boring that I had a general idea of all her work and what she did.

 

I knew that she had trouble in Maths, so I asked them if they could keep notes for Nee-chan to study when she came back. They agreed, though they sounded a little vague.

 

I hoped Nee-chan was all right. She would probably be awake, helping in the shrine after getting over missing school for the day. She hardly ever got sick. She took days off of school even less. She always sounded guilty if she talked about it. I never really understood that. I've taken as many sick days as was possible. Too bad colds aren't really considered sick enough for a kid to stay at home.