InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Emo Diaries ❯ First Glance, (Her Eyes) ( Chapter 3 )
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By: emocore_gurl 
Inuyasha has just performed, but what's wrong with kagome, who he barely gets a chance to meet?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 316 | Status: Completed
Inuyasha has just performed, but what's wrong with kagome, who he barely gets a chance to meet?
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.16.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 316 | Status: Completed
A/N: Helllllooooo! If you read the last chapter, inuyasha had just performed with his guitar at the club from Kagome's P.O.V. This chapter will be from inuyasha's p.o.v., and maybe a little of kagome's too. I have a pretty clear image of what is going to be like, but I'm still contemplating. I can tell you now, this story is bound to have some controversy sooner or later, LOL! Read Responcibly;)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of the series, Inuyasha. God!!! (napoleon style) Freakin' idiot!
Emo Diaries
Chapter 3: First Glance, (Her Eyes)
Inuyasha's P.O.V
There was a dead silence. A steady...long...silence. I was still seated in the tall wooden stool. I stood up and looked around. What was going on? Why was everyone so quiet? There were about 200 people in the room, and not a single word was spoken, or a single step taken. It was almost as if time had stopped. I felt that if I spoke, it would shatter a window. 'Oh my God, I sucked, didn't I', I thought to myself. Only a few seconds had passed on the clock when almost out of the clear blue, or by some sort of miracle, the entire club broke out into the biggest applause I had ever witnessed first-hand! The whole atmosphere went from a deadly silence, to a thunderous series of clapping, stomping, and screaming! "What the hell?" I asked myself. And through all of this, I just stood there on the stage as my mind was drawing a huge blank. I bet that if the screaming would've been the slightest bit louder, my heart would have just stopped all-together. As I look around the room, I can see the expressions on everyone's faces, and they were all different. Some were smiling the greatest smiles I had ever seen. Some were looking up at the stage in complete awe with bewildered expressions. And some were actually shedding tears from their giant eyes. The noise was so loud, I couldn't even hear myself think. The loud sounds echoed off the walls and off of the ceiling. All I could do at the time was stand there like a complete fool, and say, "Oh my God!".
I began to walk off of the stage, but instead of exiting by using the back door, I made my way down the stairs that led off of the stage and into the crowd. I was automatically engulfed in mounds of screaming people! They were patting me on the back, and shaking my hands, and telling me things like, "Good work up there!", and, "Dude, that was totally awsome!". I was instantly gratified. I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you", I said. "Thank you..." This continued as I walked further and further towards the back of the club. Words couldn't explain my happiness at that exact moment. It was as if I'd just won the lottery! It was so completely crowded! I found much difficulty in trying to escape from the mass waves of people. I nearly dropped my guitar! At that moment, I was so overwhelmed that I had no idea that my entire mood was about to change. I looked down at my guitar to see if it was still intact.
But when I gazed back up, my eyes became filled with astonishment, for another pair of eyes met upon my exact gaze. Two flawless jet-black moons were examining me, from every strand of black hair, to every pore, until they were perfectly aligned with the exact centers of my pupils. They met me, and my eyes met them. But they didn't come alone. They belonged to a woman. She carried a beauty that was so natural and radiant, that if we were in heaven, I would be face to face with an angel. I could hear the air moving within her lungs, and could see her chest rising and falling with every solid breath she took in. But something didn't seem right.
She began breathing faster. Faster...Faster.... I could no longer keep up with the many breaths she was taking! Deeper her breaths got. I don't understand. Her eyes were no longer filled with astonishment, but with some sort of growing fear.
Kagome's P.O.V.
Oh my God! What's happening! It's as if my lungs are forcing me to breathe! Oh no! I think I'm begining to panic! But how? Why? (*breaths*). It's must have been the guitarist's song. (breaths). I was so moved by it. And now here he was, standing right before me, and staring deep within my eyes! (*Breaths*). "I...I..", (*breaths*).
"Kagome!", I hear Sango's voice. "What hapened to her!?!", She says with the utmost worry in her voice. But she wasn't talking to me. She was talking to the guitarist.
"I... I don't know. She just...". He couldn't get his words straight. The tension was getting to him as well. "(*breaths*)". My breaths keep growing deeper! I can't stop it! (*pant*). Nothing is in my control!
Thinking these thoughts only worsened my panic. "Someone....pl...please...!", I tried to let out. I couldn't even speak. By now, there were mounds of people crowded around us!
"Get back!", yelled Sango. "Give her some air!". My vision got blurry. Everything turned into a big blob! Sango was now a smeared oil painting to my eyes, as was the guitarist, and everyone around me. I could barely understand what they were all saying! All I could hear was the loud thumping of my heart, which was beating as fast as a hummingbird's!
Sango was anxiously calling for help, and the guitarist's worried eyes met mine once again. That was all that I needed. I fell to the floor. The setting grew dim. Everyone, as well as everything faded into darkness. I had blacked out...
Inuyasha's P.O.V.
She fainted!! What happened to her!?! As soon as she hit the ground, I ran over to her spot on the floor, and so did her friend. Her friend kept on yelling and screaming at me! Saying things like, "Hurry! Pick her up! Get help!!!". I was finding it extremely hard to concentrate. What was I supposed to do!?! All I could do was to lift up her head and shoulders and place them on my lap. Even though she was unconcious, she was still breathing pretty fast. I picked up her arm by her wrist. Her pulse was skyrocketing!!
"Someone, Call a doctor!!", Yelled her friend. She kept running around and yelling!
"Hold on a sec!", I yelled to her. "I think she's gonna be fine".
Her friend looked at me with a blank, yet bewildered stare.
"I think she just had a panic attack", I said, trying to clear things up. "They'er not dangerous, they just make you terrified".
"Her pills!", yelled her friend. "She didn't take her pills today".
"Wait!, So you mean this has happened to her before?" I ask the worried girl.
"Yes". She said. "But it was never this bad before. She's never fainted from it. I...I guess I'm just surprised. I've never seen her like this, so I overreacted".
"A doctor won't be much help now", I said. "All she really needs right now is some time. When she wakes up, I'm sure she'll be fine", I said, trying to clear things up.
"How do you know so much about it", her friend asked me. But to tell you the truth, I was surprised with my own knowledge.
I simply said, "I've had these before".
I used to have a panic disoreder, that I had just gotten over a couple of years ago. No one knew what was wrong with me, and I didn't know what was wrong with myself. I thought I was some sort of freak or something. Getting over it took a lot of therapy, and a lot of pills.
I put my arms under her armpits and knees and lifted her from the ground. Her friend walked over and stared at her face. I did this as well. Even as she lay unconcious, she was so natural and beautiful. Her skin was a soft creamy complexion. Her lips were smooth and rosey. To me, she looked like she is in her early twenties. Maybe a couple of years younger than me. I am 23, so she must be about...21.
She felt so warm. She smelled so nice. I couldn't help but take in her scent with every breath that I inhaled. Then I exhaled. Inhale... exhale... inhale.
"Where should we take her?" Her friend asked me.
"Um...I think we should take her to the back room. At least there she'd have some silence". I told her. We proceded to walk. Many of the people who were in front of us cleared us a path so that we'd have no trouble tyring to reach the back room. When we finally got to the door, her friend opened it. When we walked in, the people inside shot their eyes dead upon us. I guess they were surprised that two people had just walked in, and one of them was holding an unconcious woman! I would have been surprised as well.
We found the nearest couch and stretched her across it on her back.
"Wait", I said. Then I thought to myself for a second.
"Does she have a tendency to throw up when she gets nervous?" I asked her friend, who sat beside the couch starring at her friend's face.
"Well, she only throws up sometimes. Only...only when the situation is really bad". She explained.
"Well is this bad enough for you", I aksed, not expecting an answer. "If she's gonna throw up when she wakes up, or before then, we've gotta make sure she isn't laying on her back".
"Why", she asked.
"Well, if that were to happen, instead of the vomit coming out of her mouth, it would stay in there, and she wouldn't be able to breathe. In other words, the would choke on her own puke, which could possibly kill her".
I wasn't trying to scare her when I said that, I just wanted to be extra careful. In my life, I have been in situations where things like that had actually happened to people that I knew. For example, if you're at a party and someone passes out from binge drinking or whatever, it's always some complete idiot who says, "Oh, they just need to sleep". And they're also the moron who rests them on their back and leaves them in an empty room to drown in puke, without paying any attention whatsoever to the disgusting gurgling noises! I obviously didn't want that to happen to the beautiful woman that I was just holding in my arms!
I tried my best to turn her to her side without pushing her off the couch. I could feel the sweat through her clothes. Finally, I accomplished the task of turning her to her side. Her friend looked as if she were close to breaking out into tears.
"Are you alright?", I asked her.
"I'm so stupid", she muttered. "I should've made her go back into the house to get her pills. If only I would have made do it..."
"Listen to me..." I said sharply. Then I looked her dead in the eyes. "Don't blame yourself for this. Shit happens. And sometimes there's just absolutely nothin' we can do to stop it. Do you hear me?".
But all this did was make the tears run faster down her reddened cheeks.
"But you don't understand!" She yelled. Then her voice calmed down.
"Kagome is my best friend..." Just then I made an observation. 'So Kagome is her name', I thought to myself.
"We're best friends...", she continued, "and friends are supposed to look out for one another! I guess I wasn't there for her this time. I...I let her down".
"Stop it!" I yelled. I knew I was over-doing it a bit, but I had to get my point across. "Stop that right now! It was her decision not to take her pills, not your's!". This shocked her a bit. I calmed down my tone.
"Look.." I said quietly. "Sometimes, we just can't take responsibility for our friends. Everybody makes mistakes, and we learn from them. We have our own mistakes to worry about. I know you love your friend, but we can't go blaming ourselves everytime our friends dissapoint us. I'm sure that she'll learn form this experience."
The girl looked me with her teary eyes. I made one last closing statement.
"She's lucky to have you as a friend though. You really look out for her".
Right when I said this, the girl immediately embraced me in her arms! She cried on my shoulder. I was so shocked by this that I nearly fell backwards! She cried with loud and heavy sobbs, wetting my clothes with her tears. I returned the hug and comforted her as she cried.
I could hear footsteps walking towards us. Miroku's voice was getting louder and louder as he got closer.
"Inuyasha, you did real good, although my band didn't do so bad ourselves and--HELLO!", He cut himself off immediately when he saw me embracing a woman! We immediately jumped off of one another.
"Inuyasha! I knew that we were gonna celebrate tonight, but you could at least wait until I'm with you". said Miroku.
This pissed me off.
"Whoa, whoa!!! It isn't even like that! I was just helping her with her friend!!".
"Yeah! I'm sure you helped her alright!". Said Miroku, almost laughing his ass off.
I looked at the girl and she was staring at Miroku with a giant smile on her face.
Miroku looked at her for a second. "Hhmmm...", murmured Miroku. "Your face looks familiar". He said while looking at the girl, as if he was in deep thought. The girl's face lit up brilliantly!
"But... no... I just can't put my finger on it. Nevermind!", said Miroku. The girl's face quickly dullened.
"What!" She yelled. "You mean you don't remember me?".
"No.... should I?", said Miroku, not knowing what the girl was talking about.
"You met me today, at the mall!", she yelled, sounding irritated.
"Oh!!!...uh, Sally?".
"It's Sango!!!".
Miroku looked like he could die! It was really quite hilarious!
"Um? Oh yeah, Sango!! Uh... yeah".
I grew bored of this shenanigan.
"Look, Miroku, I'll meet you outside. I'm about ready to go home".
"Uh, alright Inuyasha, I'll be out in a sec!".
"Good luck with Kagome!", I said to the girl who said her name was Sango.
I picked up my guitar, and with one last wave, I was out.
I leaned againsed the wall as I waited outside for Miroku. It had stopped raining, but the earth was still very wet. I reached into one of my back pockets and grabbed a box of smokes. I took one out and put the half-empty box back into my pocket. Then I grabbed a lighter and lit the cigarette that was imbedded between my lips. I inhaled, then let it go. As I smoked, all that I could think of was what a crazy night it has been. I took another drag of the smoke. I held this one in a little while longer. That girl. Kagome was her name. I wondered what she would feel like in the morning. She probobly wouldn't even remember what had happened. I leaned my head back to the wall and let out a long exhale of smoke.
Seconds later, Miroku came out of the building.
"Ready to leave?", he asked.
"Sure". I said, easing myself up from off of the wall.
"What were you doing in there?", Miroku asked, expecting some dirty feed-back.
"Nothin'". I simply answered. "Just trying to keep some clumsy girl from drowning in her puke". I answered, not really wanting to explain what had really happened.
"Got another smoke?" Miroku asked me
"Here you go", I said, tossing him the box of smokes.
We started to walk down the srteet. We walked, and talked, and smoked, ans talked some more, and smoked some more. It was moments like these that I cherrished.
"Me and that Sango girl are going out tomarrow night. Do ya wanna come?". Said Miroku, as if making some sort of big announcement.
"Sure, why not". I said with a hint of sarcasim in my voice, not really intending to acompany him on his little date-brigade.
Miroku kept running his mouth and yapping about this and that. I could't help but totally space out on him. I was too lost in my own thoughts to listen to him. I was thinking up a song. It went:
This is the last time I'll remember
Then I'll cast it out
Drain the blood, strain the thoughts
Count to five and I'll loose myself!...
That was all I could think of at the moment.
Yeah, tonight really has been a crazy night, but I had a feeling that my life was about to get a hell of a lot crazier. I guess I'll know... In time...".
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Well, that's it. I wanted there to be some kind of twist. Any questions about the chappie? ask me in your review. Much luv to all of the people who reviewed my last two chapters. The really small set of lyrics were my own. Don't worry, Sango and Inuyasha ARE NOT romantically linked! The next chappie will tell you about Inu's lifestyle. Hope you liked this chapter, review& Thanx!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of the series, Inuyasha. God!!! (napoleon style) Freakin' idiot!
Emo Diaries
Chapter 3: First Glance, (Her Eyes)
Inuyasha's P.O.V
There was a dead silence. A steady...long...silence. I was still seated in the tall wooden stool. I stood up and looked around. What was going on? Why was everyone so quiet? There were about 200 people in the room, and not a single word was spoken, or a single step taken. It was almost as if time had stopped. I felt that if I spoke, it would shatter a window. 'Oh my God, I sucked, didn't I', I thought to myself. Only a few seconds had passed on the clock when almost out of the clear blue, or by some sort of miracle, the entire club broke out into the biggest applause I had ever witnessed first-hand! The whole atmosphere went from a deadly silence, to a thunderous series of clapping, stomping, and screaming! "What the hell?" I asked myself. And through all of this, I just stood there on the stage as my mind was drawing a huge blank. I bet that if the screaming would've been the slightest bit louder, my heart would have just stopped all-together. As I look around the room, I can see the expressions on everyone's faces, and they were all different. Some were smiling the greatest smiles I had ever seen. Some were looking up at the stage in complete awe with bewildered expressions. And some were actually shedding tears from their giant eyes. The noise was so loud, I couldn't even hear myself think. The loud sounds echoed off the walls and off of the ceiling. All I could do at the time was stand there like a complete fool, and say, "Oh my God!".
I began to walk off of the stage, but instead of exiting by using the back door, I made my way down the stairs that led off of the stage and into the crowd. I was automatically engulfed in mounds of screaming people! They were patting me on the back, and shaking my hands, and telling me things like, "Good work up there!", and, "Dude, that was totally awsome!". I was instantly gratified. I couldn't help but smile. "Thank you", I said. "Thank you..." This continued as I walked further and further towards the back of the club. Words couldn't explain my happiness at that exact moment. It was as if I'd just won the lottery! It was so completely crowded! I found much difficulty in trying to escape from the mass waves of people. I nearly dropped my guitar! At that moment, I was so overwhelmed that I had no idea that my entire mood was about to change. I looked down at my guitar to see if it was still intact.
But when I gazed back up, my eyes became filled with astonishment, for another pair of eyes met upon my exact gaze. Two flawless jet-black moons were examining me, from every strand of black hair, to every pore, until they were perfectly aligned with the exact centers of my pupils. They met me, and my eyes met them. But they didn't come alone. They belonged to a woman. She carried a beauty that was so natural and radiant, that if we were in heaven, I would be face to face with an angel. I could hear the air moving within her lungs, and could see her chest rising and falling with every solid breath she took in. But something didn't seem right.
She began breathing faster. Faster...Faster.... I could no longer keep up with the many breaths she was taking! Deeper her breaths got. I don't understand. Her eyes were no longer filled with astonishment, but with some sort of growing fear.
Kagome's P.O.V.
Oh my God! What's happening! It's as if my lungs are forcing me to breathe! Oh no! I think I'm begining to panic! But how? Why? (*breaths*). It's must have been the guitarist's song. (breaths). I was so moved by it. And now here he was, standing right before me, and staring deep within my eyes! (*Breaths*). "I...I..", (*breaths*).
"Kagome!", I hear Sango's voice. "What hapened to her!?!", She says with the utmost worry in her voice. But she wasn't talking to me. She was talking to the guitarist.
"I... I don't know. She just...". He couldn't get his words straight. The tension was getting to him as well. "(*breaths*)". My breaths keep growing deeper! I can't stop it! (*pant*). Nothing is in my control!
Thinking these thoughts only worsened my panic. "Someone....pl...please...!", I tried to let out. I couldn't even speak. By now, there were mounds of people crowded around us!
"Get back!", yelled Sango. "Give her some air!". My vision got blurry. Everything turned into a big blob! Sango was now a smeared oil painting to my eyes, as was the guitarist, and everyone around me. I could barely understand what they were all saying! All I could hear was the loud thumping of my heart, which was beating as fast as a hummingbird's!
Sango was anxiously calling for help, and the guitarist's worried eyes met mine once again. That was all that I needed. I fell to the floor. The setting grew dim. Everyone, as well as everything faded into darkness. I had blacked out...
Inuyasha's P.O.V.
She fainted!! What happened to her!?! As soon as she hit the ground, I ran over to her spot on the floor, and so did her friend. Her friend kept on yelling and screaming at me! Saying things like, "Hurry! Pick her up! Get help!!!". I was finding it extremely hard to concentrate. What was I supposed to do!?! All I could do was to lift up her head and shoulders and place them on my lap. Even though she was unconcious, she was still breathing pretty fast. I picked up her arm by her wrist. Her pulse was skyrocketing!!
"Someone, Call a doctor!!", Yelled her friend. She kept running around and yelling!
"Hold on a sec!", I yelled to her. "I think she's gonna be fine".
Her friend looked at me with a blank, yet bewildered stare.
"I think she just had a panic attack", I said, trying to clear things up. "They'er not dangerous, they just make you terrified".
"Her pills!", yelled her friend. "She didn't take her pills today".
"Wait!, So you mean this has happened to her before?" I ask the worried girl.
"Yes". She said. "But it was never this bad before. She's never fainted from it. I...I guess I'm just surprised. I've never seen her like this, so I overreacted".
"A doctor won't be much help now", I said. "All she really needs right now is some time. When she wakes up, I'm sure she'll be fine", I said, trying to clear things up.
"How do you know so much about it", her friend asked me. But to tell you the truth, I was surprised with my own knowledge.
I simply said, "I've had these before".
I used to have a panic disoreder, that I had just gotten over a couple of years ago. No one knew what was wrong with me, and I didn't know what was wrong with myself. I thought I was some sort of freak or something. Getting over it took a lot of therapy, and a lot of pills.
I put my arms under her armpits and knees and lifted her from the ground. Her friend walked over and stared at her face. I did this as well. Even as she lay unconcious, she was so natural and beautiful. Her skin was a soft creamy complexion. Her lips were smooth and rosey. To me, she looked like she is in her early twenties. Maybe a couple of years younger than me. I am 23, so she must be about...21.
She felt so warm. She smelled so nice. I couldn't help but take in her scent with every breath that I inhaled. Then I exhaled. Inhale... exhale... inhale.
"Where should we take her?" Her friend asked me.
"Um...I think we should take her to the back room. At least there she'd have some silence". I told her. We proceded to walk. Many of the people who were in front of us cleared us a path so that we'd have no trouble tyring to reach the back room. When we finally got to the door, her friend opened it. When we walked in, the people inside shot their eyes dead upon us. I guess they were surprised that two people had just walked in, and one of them was holding an unconcious woman! I would have been surprised as well.
We found the nearest couch and stretched her across it on her back.
"Wait", I said. Then I thought to myself for a second.
"Does she have a tendency to throw up when she gets nervous?" I asked her friend, who sat beside the couch starring at her friend's face.
"Well, she only throws up sometimes. Only...only when the situation is really bad". She explained.
"Well is this bad enough for you", I aksed, not expecting an answer. "If she's gonna throw up when she wakes up, or before then, we've gotta make sure she isn't laying on her back".
"Why", she asked.
"Well, if that were to happen, instead of the vomit coming out of her mouth, it would stay in there, and she wouldn't be able to breathe. In other words, the would choke on her own puke, which could possibly kill her".
I wasn't trying to scare her when I said that, I just wanted to be extra careful. In my life, I have been in situations where things like that had actually happened to people that I knew. For example, if you're at a party and someone passes out from binge drinking or whatever, it's always some complete idiot who says, "Oh, they just need to sleep". And they're also the moron who rests them on their back and leaves them in an empty room to drown in puke, without paying any attention whatsoever to the disgusting gurgling noises! I obviously didn't want that to happen to the beautiful woman that I was just holding in my arms!
I tried my best to turn her to her side without pushing her off the couch. I could feel the sweat through her clothes. Finally, I accomplished the task of turning her to her side. Her friend looked as if she were close to breaking out into tears.
"Are you alright?", I asked her.
"I'm so stupid", she muttered. "I should've made her go back into the house to get her pills. If only I would have made do it..."
"Listen to me..." I said sharply. Then I looked her dead in the eyes. "Don't blame yourself for this. Shit happens. And sometimes there's just absolutely nothin' we can do to stop it. Do you hear me?".
But all this did was make the tears run faster down her reddened cheeks.
"But you don't understand!" She yelled. Then her voice calmed down.
"Kagome is my best friend..." Just then I made an observation. 'So Kagome is her name', I thought to myself.
"We're best friends...", she continued, "and friends are supposed to look out for one another! I guess I wasn't there for her this time. I...I let her down".
"Stop it!" I yelled. I knew I was over-doing it a bit, but I had to get my point across. "Stop that right now! It was her decision not to take her pills, not your's!". This shocked her a bit. I calmed down my tone.
"Look.." I said quietly. "Sometimes, we just can't take responsibility for our friends. Everybody makes mistakes, and we learn from them. We have our own mistakes to worry about. I know you love your friend, but we can't go blaming ourselves everytime our friends dissapoint us. I'm sure that she'll learn form this experience."
The girl looked me with her teary eyes. I made one last closing statement.
"She's lucky to have you as a friend though. You really look out for her".
Right when I said this, the girl immediately embraced me in her arms! She cried on my shoulder. I was so shocked by this that I nearly fell backwards! She cried with loud and heavy sobbs, wetting my clothes with her tears. I returned the hug and comforted her as she cried.
I could hear footsteps walking towards us. Miroku's voice was getting louder and louder as he got closer.
"Inuyasha, you did real good, although my band didn't do so bad ourselves and--HELLO!", He cut himself off immediately when he saw me embracing a woman! We immediately jumped off of one another.
"Inuyasha! I knew that we were gonna celebrate tonight, but you could at least wait until I'm with you". said Miroku.
This pissed me off.
"Whoa, whoa!!! It isn't even like that! I was just helping her with her friend!!".
"Yeah! I'm sure you helped her alright!". Said Miroku, almost laughing his ass off.
I looked at the girl and she was staring at Miroku with a giant smile on her face.
Miroku looked at her for a second. "Hhmmm...", murmured Miroku. "Your face looks familiar". He said while looking at the girl, as if he was in deep thought. The girl's face lit up brilliantly!
"But... no... I just can't put my finger on it. Nevermind!", said Miroku. The girl's face quickly dullened.
"What!" She yelled. "You mean you don't remember me?".
"No.... should I?", said Miroku, not knowing what the girl was talking about.
"You met me today, at the mall!", she yelled, sounding irritated.
"Oh!!!...uh, Sally?".
"It's Sango!!!".
Miroku looked like he could die! It was really quite hilarious!
"Um? Oh yeah, Sango!! Uh... yeah".
I grew bored of this shenanigan.
"Look, Miroku, I'll meet you outside. I'm about ready to go home".
"Uh, alright Inuyasha, I'll be out in a sec!".
"Good luck with Kagome!", I said to the girl who said her name was Sango.
I picked up my guitar, and with one last wave, I was out.
I leaned againsed the wall as I waited outside for Miroku. It had stopped raining, but the earth was still very wet. I reached into one of my back pockets and grabbed a box of smokes. I took one out and put the half-empty box back into my pocket. Then I grabbed a lighter and lit the cigarette that was imbedded between my lips. I inhaled, then let it go. As I smoked, all that I could think of was what a crazy night it has been. I took another drag of the smoke. I held this one in a little while longer. That girl. Kagome was her name. I wondered what she would feel like in the morning. She probobly wouldn't even remember what had happened. I leaned my head back to the wall and let out a long exhale of smoke.
Seconds later, Miroku came out of the building.
"Ready to leave?", he asked.
"Sure". I said, easing myself up from off of the wall.
"What were you doing in there?", Miroku asked, expecting some dirty feed-back.
"Nothin'". I simply answered. "Just trying to keep some clumsy girl from drowning in her puke". I answered, not really wanting to explain what had really happened.
"Got another smoke?" Miroku asked me
"Here you go", I said, tossing him the box of smokes.
We started to walk down the srteet. We walked, and talked, and smoked, ans talked some more, and smoked some more. It was moments like these that I cherrished.
"Me and that Sango girl are going out tomarrow night. Do ya wanna come?". Said Miroku, as if making some sort of big announcement.
"Sure, why not". I said with a hint of sarcasim in my voice, not really intending to acompany him on his little date-brigade.
Miroku kept running his mouth and yapping about this and that. I could't help but totally space out on him. I was too lost in my own thoughts to listen to him. I was thinking up a song. It went:
This is the last time I'll remember
Then I'll cast it out
Drain the blood, strain the thoughts
Count to five and I'll loose myself!...
That was all I could think of at the moment.
Yeah, tonight really has been a crazy night, but I had a feeling that my life was about to get a hell of a lot crazier. I guess I'll know... In time...".
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Well, that's it. I wanted there to be some kind of twist. Any questions about the chappie? ask me in your review. Much luv to all of the people who reviewed my last two chapters. The really small set of lyrics were my own. Don't worry, Sango and Inuyasha ARE NOT romantically linked! The next chappie will tell you about Inu's lifestyle. Hope you liked this chapter, review& Thanx!!!!