InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Eyes Like Yours ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Eyes Like Yours
By: DarkCrystalis
Disclaimer: Jeeze, I have to write another one of these? As I've said a million times before, I don't own any of these characters, unless I create them myself ^_^;;
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Chapter 3
Kagome sat at her deck, worrying her bottom lip. This math problem was really hard, and she was getting absolutely no where with it. Leaning back in her reclining desk chair, she silently begged for a distraction. This wasn't like her normal studious self, but today, Kagome was feeling lazy.
Thanking the heavens when the phone rang, she picked it up without hesitations.
Moshi moshi, the Higurashi residence, Kagome speaking,” she answered some-what professionally.”
Why, hello! My name is Spencer Hun and I have a deal you cannot resist! For the low, low price of…”
Before he could finish droning his advertisement, Kagome emotionlessly hung up the phone. It was a distraction, but not quite the one she was looking for.
Scribbling something on her math sheet, Kagome stared at the question, hoping the answer would just pop into her head. Sighing in resignation, she opened the text book to look for similar examples that might help her solve the problem. Finding what she needed, she expressed her happiness by yelping out “TA-DA!” and continued her work.
As Kagome was in the middle of the question and following her train of thought, she was rudely interrupted by the shrill ringing of the telephone. If she hadn't been distracted, she could have finished the math problem!
Good god, this call better be more important then the last, she mumbled somewhat angrily, picking up the phone less enthusiastically than before.
“Moshi moshi,” she muttered into the earpiece, waiting for a reply.
“May I please speak with Miss Kagome?”
Kagome furrowed her eyebrows, no one ever asked for “Miss Kagome” when they got a call.
“Well, you've found the right person. By the way, if you're a telemarketer, I'm going to find you and shoot you. Now, what would you like?”
Light laughter could be heard on the other line, and Kagome smiled.
He has a nice voice and laugh, she mused. Oh what the hell, he could be thirty years old for all I know, get a grip, Kags!
“This is Inuyasha, and I work with Miroku Takahashi. Unfortunately, he is unavailable right now, hence why I am the one calling you instead of him. As far as I know, he was supposed to call you tonight at 8pm with your schedule, correct?”
“Well…yes,” she managed. I can't even talk properly? What happened, did the cat get my tongue all of a sudden?
“Wonderful. Today is…Wednesday, and your first scheduled session is scheduled for this Friday from 4pm to 8pm. The following Tuesday is your second session, and that is scheduled from 5pm to 10pm. For now, this should be enough information. More appointments will be scheduled as we go along; it depends on how well you do. If we find you need more work, we will schedule you for more appointments. Get it?”
Kagome nodded numbly, and then realized he couldn't see her.
“Hello?”
“Yes, yes, I get it.” Wow, I sound like a complete ditz. Way to go, Kagome!
“Good. Do you know where your shoot is located?”
“Yes…”
“Very good; one less thing for me to explain to you. Last, but not necessarily the least, any questions?”
Truthfully, she had did have questions, such as, `do I need to memorize lines?', `will I be working with other people in this commercial?', `how much will I get paid for doing this?', and a million others, but decided not to voice them. Kagome didn't even know if she could voice them; she was too god damn nervous.
“Kagome?”
I like the way he says my name…
Oh crap; say something, you dork!
“Errr…ummm…none at all!”
“Thank you for your time. See you soon!” and then he hung up.
Kagome sat and stared at the phone for a moment, before gaining back her wits. Quietly, she placed it back on the receiver, going over the conversation again in her head.
“Well…yes…”
“Yes, yes, I get it…”
“Hello?”
“Kagom e?”
“Yes…”
“ErrrR 30;ummm…none at all!”
Kagome sighed out loud.
I sounded like a complete fool; not to mention I also sounded like a lap dog. Not only that, but he even had to ask me if I was still there two times!! Well, I'm a world class moron; won't mom be proud of that one? At least she didn't hear it…
Kagome sat back down into her reclining office chair, and continued to tackle her math problem.
A knock on her door sounded in the room, and she had the strong urge to growl.
Her younger brother, Souta, waltzed in and grinned.
“Eh Kags, your face is all red! You look funny. Maybe you're hot?”
He then ran out of the room, not closing the door on his way out, which made Kagome suspicious.
I wonder what he wanted?
Kagome walked to the window and gazed at their lovely, but small garden. Her and her mother worked on it every weekend, wanting to keep at least a little semblance of nature around their home.
The seeds they had originally planed grew into beautiful pink, yellow, and purple blooming flowers.
I guess all the hard work has really paid off!
Because of Kagome's distraction to the flowers, she didn't hear her brother re-enter her room, holding a cup of water. Turning around a second too late, Kagome felt water splash directly on her face, courtesy of Souta.
That brat would pay, she vowed.
“SOUTA!” she screamed, chasing after him as he ran down the stairs.
“You are SO dead!”
Their mother laughed from inside the kitchen, as she prepared for their evening meal.
Kids will be kids.
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Miroku woke up with yet another pounding headache, although if it was from the alcohol or the beating he'd gotten from Sango he wasn't sure.
Rolling onto his side, he could see Sango's head imprint on her pillow, revealing that she had left their bed not long ago.
Closing his eyes to will away the headache, a pleasant sound filled his ears.
A shower; and it was currently running.
Miroku grinned devilishly, knowing exactly what he was going to do. Tip toeing his way to the main bathroom, he gently pushed open the door, not looking at the pile of clothing slightly hidden from view.
Due to the heavy steam, he could barely see anything, so he knew the person in the shower wouldn't be able to see him either, until he entered. Stripping off his clothes with complete silence, he stepped into the shower, the steam still clouding his vision.
“Oh Sango, my lovely…”
The response wasn't what he was expecting.
“MIROKU! YOU DUMB FUCK! GET. OUT. OF HERE!” Inuyasha screamed, covering up himself with the shower curtain.
“Inu…yasha?” Miroku was still in a daze, expecting to see Sango in the shower, and not Inuyasha.
“Aw what the hell…” Miroku stepped out resignedly, grabbing the towel and picking up his clothes on his way out.
Inuyasha took a deep breath of relief, finally letting go of the curtain when he was sure Miroku had left.
What an idiot!
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Sango couldn't resist laughing quietly to herself from in the kitchen. She knew that would happen, and waited for the right moment. When she heard Inuyasha's scream, she burst out laughing so much that her eyes began to tear.
My god, she thought. I hope that served Miroku's perverted ways right.
Sango sipped her coffee, acting as if nothing had happened, even after Miroku showed up in the kitchen a few minutes later, his face ghastly pale.
“Are you sick, Miroku?” she questioned, her real emotions hidden behind a mask.
“Well, I don't know if sick is quite the word I'd use, perhaps something more like mortified…”
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Inuyasha rinsed the soap off his body, looking outside the shower curtain every minute or so.
I knew I should have locked the door…
Finally having his silver locks clean, he stopped the harsh flow of the water against his skin. Stepping out onto the rug, he reached for the non-existent towel…
“MIROKUUUU! YOU STOLE MY TOWEL!”
XxXx
An Author's Note…
Wow, I'm updating SO quickly, in my opinion! I'll usually only update once every 3 weeks! Unfortunately, I have bad news. On a negative note, there's reasoning behind my frequent updates.
I apologize to all my reviewers, because I'll be going away on vacation for a long time, fairly soon. (In about 2 weeks, maybe less.) How long is a long time? Try about 4 to 5 weeks. Trust me, it's going to kill me too. I'm really going to miss my computer, writing, and music. ='/
Essentially, I'm forced to go by my family, so there's no way around it.
Anyway, there is a town near my cottage about 45 minutes drive away, which houses an internet café. I'll go there whenever we need to go to town, and write bits and pieces of chapters for this story. Hopefully, I'll be able to post a chapter or two while I'm up there, but updates will take a long time, so please be patient.
On a more positive note, I believe in acknowledging my reviewers because they are my inspiration for writing, so when I post my next chapter, I'll do the review notes for everyone that's reviewed thus far! (I'll do these for every chapter, starting from chapter 4 and onwards)
Until the next chapter!
~DarkCrystalis
By: DarkCrystalis
Disclaimer: Jeeze, I have to write another one of these? As I've said a million times before, I don't own any of these characters, unless I create them myself ^_^;;
XxXx
Chapter 3
Kagome sat at her deck, worrying her bottom lip. This math problem was really hard, and she was getting absolutely no where with it. Leaning back in her reclining desk chair, she silently begged for a distraction. This wasn't like her normal studious self, but today, Kagome was feeling lazy.
Thanking the heavens when the phone rang, she picked it up without hesitations.
Moshi moshi, the Higurashi residence, Kagome speaking,” she answered some-what professionally.”
Why, hello! My name is Spencer Hun and I have a deal you cannot resist! For the low, low price of…”
Before he could finish droning his advertisement, Kagome emotionlessly hung up the phone. It was a distraction, but not quite the one she was looking for.
Scribbling something on her math sheet, Kagome stared at the question, hoping the answer would just pop into her head. Sighing in resignation, she opened the text book to look for similar examples that might help her solve the problem. Finding what she needed, she expressed her happiness by yelping out “TA-DA!” and continued her work.
As Kagome was in the middle of the question and following her train of thought, she was rudely interrupted by the shrill ringing of the telephone. If she hadn't been distracted, she could have finished the math problem!
Good god, this call better be more important then the last, she mumbled somewhat angrily, picking up the phone less enthusiastically than before.
“Moshi moshi,” she muttered into the earpiece, waiting for a reply.
“May I please speak with Miss Kagome?”
Kagome furrowed her eyebrows, no one ever asked for “Miss Kagome” when they got a call.
“Well, you've found the right person. By the way, if you're a telemarketer, I'm going to find you and shoot you. Now, what would you like?”
Light laughter could be heard on the other line, and Kagome smiled.
He has a nice voice and laugh, she mused. Oh what the hell, he could be thirty years old for all I know, get a grip, Kags!
“This is Inuyasha, and I work with Miroku Takahashi. Unfortunately, he is unavailable right now, hence why I am the one calling you instead of him. As far as I know, he was supposed to call you tonight at 8pm with your schedule, correct?”
“Well…yes,” she managed. I can't even talk properly? What happened, did the cat get my tongue all of a sudden?
“Wonderful. Today is…Wednesday, and your first scheduled session is scheduled for this Friday from 4pm to 8pm. The following Tuesday is your second session, and that is scheduled from 5pm to 10pm. For now, this should be enough information. More appointments will be scheduled as we go along; it depends on how well you do. If we find you need more work, we will schedule you for more appointments. Get it?”
Kagome nodded numbly, and then realized he couldn't see her.
“Hello?”
“Yes, yes, I get it.” Wow, I sound like a complete ditz. Way to go, Kagome!
“Good. Do you know where your shoot is located?”
“Yes…”
“Very good; one less thing for me to explain to you. Last, but not necessarily the least, any questions?”
Truthfully, she had did have questions, such as, `do I need to memorize lines?', `will I be working with other people in this commercial?', `how much will I get paid for doing this?', and a million others, but decided not to voice them. Kagome didn't even know if she could voice them; she was too god damn nervous.
“Kagome?”
I like the way he says my name…
Oh crap; say something, you dork!
“Errr…ummm…none at all!”
“Thank you for your time. See you soon!” and then he hung up.
Kagome sat and stared at the phone for a moment, before gaining back her wits. Quietly, she placed it back on the receiver, going over the conversation again in her head.
“Well…yes…”
“Yes, yes, I get it…”
“Hello?”
“Kagom e?”
“Yes…”
“ErrrR 30;ummm…none at all!”
Kagome sighed out loud.
I sounded like a complete fool; not to mention I also sounded like a lap dog. Not only that, but he even had to ask me if I was still there two times!! Well, I'm a world class moron; won't mom be proud of that one? At least she didn't hear it…
Kagome sat back down into her reclining office chair, and continued to tackle her math problem.
A knock on her door sounded in the room, and she had the strong urge to growl.
Her younger brother, Souta, waltzed in and grinned.
“Eh Kags, your face is all red! You look funny. Maybe you're hot?”
He then ran out of the room, not closing the door on his way out, which made Kagome suspicious.
I wonder what he wanted?
Kagome walked to the window and gazed at their lovely, but small garden. Her and her mother worked on it every weekend, wanting to keep at least a little semblance of nature around their home.
The seeds they had originally planed grew into beautiful pink, yellow, and purple blooming flowers.
I guess all the hard work has really paid off!
Because of Kagome's distraction to the flowers, she didn't hear her brother re-enter her room, holding a cup of water. Turning around a second too late, Kagome felt water splash directly on her face, courtesy of Souta.
That brat would pay, she vowed.
“SOUTA!” she screamed, chasing after him as he ran down the stairs.
“You are SO dead!”
Their mother laughed from inside the kitchen, as she prepared for their evening meal.
Kids will be kids.
XxXx
Miroku woke up with yet another pounding headache, although if it was from the alcohol or the beating he'd gotten from Sango he wasn't sure.
Rolling onto his side, he could see Sango's head imprint on her pillow, revealing that she had left their bed not long ago.
Closing his eyes to will away the headache, a pleasant sound filled his ears.
A shower; and it was currently running.
Miroku grinned devilishly, knowing exactly what he was going to do. Tip toeing his way to the main bathroom, he gently pushed open the door, not looking at the pile of clothing slightly hidden from view.
Due to the heavy steam, he could barely see anything, so he knew the person in the shower wouldn't be able to see him either, until he entered. Stripping off his clothes with complete silence, he stepped into the shower, the steam still clouding his vision.
“Oh Sango, my lovely…”
The response wasn't what he was expecting.
“MIROKU! YOU DUMB FUCK! GET. OUT. OF HERE!” Inuyasha screamed, covering up himself with the shower curtain.
“Inu…yasha?” Miroku was still in a daze, expecting to see Sango in the shower, and not Inuyasha.
“Aw what the hell…” Miroku stepped out resignedly, grabbing the towel and picking up his clothes on his way out.
Inuyasha took a deep breath of relief, finally letting go of the curtain when he was sure Miroku had left.
What an idiot!
XxXx
Sango couldn't resist laughing quietly to herself from in the kitchen. She knew that would happen, and waited for the right moment. When she heard Inuyasha's scream, she burst out laughing so much that her eyes began to tear.
My god, she thought. I hope that served Miroku's perverted ways right.
Sango sipped her coffee, acting as if nothing had happened, even after Miroku showed up in the kitchen a few minutes later, his face ghastly pale.
“Are you sick, Miroku?” she questioned, her real emotions hidden behind a mask.
“Well, I don't know if sick is quite the word I'd use, perhaps something more like mortified…”
XxXx
Inuyasha rinsed the soap off his body, looking outside the shower curtain every minute or so.
I knew I should have locked the door…
Finally having his silver locks clean, he stopped the harsh flow of the water against his skin. Stepping out onto the rug, he reached for the non-existent towel…
“MIROKUUUU! YOU STOLE MY TOWEL!”
XxXx
An Author's Note…
Wow, I'm updating SO quickly, in my opinion! I'll usually only update once every 3 weeks! Unfortunately, I have bad news. On a negative note, there's reasoning behind my frequent updates.
I apologize to all my reviewers, because I'll be going away on vacation for a long time, fairly soon. (In about 2 weeks, maybe less.) How long is a long time? Try about 4 to 5 weeks. Trust me, it's going to kill me too. I'm really going to miss my computer, writing, and music. ='/
Essentially, I'm forced to go by my family, so there's no way around it.
Anyway, there is a town near my cottage about 45 minutes drive away, which houses an internet café. I'll go there whenever we need to go to town, and write bits and pieces of chapters for this story. Hopefully, I'll be able to post a chapter or two while I'm up there, but updates will take a long time, so please be patient.
On a more positive note, I believe in acknowledging my reviewers because they are my inspiration for writing, so when I post my next chapter, I'll do the review notes for everyone that's reviewed thus far! (I'll do these for every chapter, starting from chapter 4 and onwards)
Until the next chapter!
~DarkCrystalis