InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Figured You Out ❯ My Thoughts On You ( Chapter 5 )
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By: beyondadoubt 
Kagome's thoughts on how she feels about Inuyasha.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.21.2010 | Updated On: 09.21.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 251 | Status: Work In Progress
Kagome's thoughts on how she feels about Inuyasha.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.21.2010 | Updated On: 09.21.2010 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 251 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: So we have to put that we don’t own Inuyasha-- which breaks my heart-- because I don’t. But I wonder can we get sued for wishful thinking??
Chapter 5: My Thoughts On You
Walking into school was a nightmare. It was worse than me dreaming I was standing in front of thousands of people in nothing but a hat. Did I mention this was a reoccurring dream? That I was butt ass naked and people were laughing. I shuttered. Ugh, People stared and pointed and if I was crazy I would have killed them all. Stupid fuckers.
Enter Catastrophe Number Seven
Kagome plus doing crazy shit equals a hell of a lot of unwanted attention
Never in all of my years have I EVER got this much attention. I was a walking freak of nature. I cringed when another girl pointed my way and began whispering. Such humiliation. Why did I have to be a dork? And why did Inuyasha have to be a big jerk and ask me such a question? My life was officially over before it had even began.
‘I cant believe she fainted’
‘Really? I cant believe she ran from the hottest boy in school just because he talked to her’
‘I heard he asked her how she was doing’
‘No way I heard asked her out’
‘Asked her out? Get real. What would he see in her.’
It was a never ending parade of stupid. I was tempted to yell out “STOP LOOKING AT ME I DON’T DO TRICKS” But I didn’t want to see even weirder than I already was. If this happened all day I was totally dropping out of school. My mom and dad would just have to be disappointed in me.
Speaking of parents. What the hell is up with my Mom. I mean come on. Say yes to a guy I barely know. Say yes to a demon. I didn’t want to die. I was way to young to die.
Perhaps she was doing some drugs when I called her. Note to self: Call mom and ask if she was popping some pills.
So here I am slowly--and I mean turtle slow.-- walking to my first class, homeroom. I am dreading going there. It’s going to be a nightmare on elm street. I would rather face Freddy Kruger than have to look at that oh so carefully carved face of disaster. He was completely and wholly my disaster. A crash course I would never get right. I regrettably failed that test. I just hoped if I keep my head down I wouldn’t have to face him until, well NEVER!
Inching my way into class, I kept my head down. Not meeting anybody’s eyes because knowing me the first time I looked up I would see him and probably run screaming.
I do not know why I have this terrible fear of him. I know he’s a demon and yeah that kind of scares the shit out of me, but he’s so gentle. I can vaguely remember him caring me to the nurse office. Which is a place I vow never to go again. Even if I was bleeding out I would never go see that woman. While I was currently questioning my sanity, I knew that bitch was crazy. And most likely a pedophile at heart.
Quickly dipping into my seat I pulled out my notebook and focused my attention on it. I could feel eyes staring me down. Without lifting my head I cautiously lifted my eyes. My heart dropped all the way to the floor and my breath caught in my throat.
It slowly returned to normal and my breath evened out, it was only Miroku. Inuyasha was currently turned toward the front but I could tell he had his attention focused on me. His beautiful ears where perched atop his head angled in my direction. I still havent figured out why he had those ears. Hell I’ve never figured out why I can see half the shit I see.
Ever so often I could see Miroku say something toward Inuyasha and he would nod his head as if confirming he had heard him. I was staring pretty hard and trying not to be conspicuous. Reading lips was tough, especially when Miroku would angle his head away from my view every so often. I made out certain words such as ‘mate’ and ‘nervous’ and ‘uncertain’ and ‘positive’. But other than that I had NO Idea what they were talking about. The one word that caught my attention was Mate. Never having heard it before made me ponder on what they could be talking about.
Come to think of it, people who were Aussy’s said that to a friend. So maybe he was referring to Inuyasha and calling him Mate. Like buddy O’ Pal.
My eyes redirected when the teacher walked into the class with a ‘Good Morning’ I was so nervous. I didn’t know how I was suppose to act around him. If I was suppose to pretend that yesterday never happened or skirt around him for the rest of the school year.
Ugh. I banged my head onto my desk as silently as possible. I could still feel several eyes pointed into my direction and that made me cringed. I hated all of this. When the bell rang, I hurriedly exited the classroom in hopes that I would not have to say anything to Inuyasha yet. Quickly darting around the students I walked as fast as I could.
Suddenly I was jolted to a stop in my walk to safety. The hairs on my neck stood at a stand still and I was one word away from fainting. Calming myself I turned to face my opponent. When I saw that is was Sango, my body sagged in relief. I shot her a brief smile.
“Kagome. Are you okay? She asked in such a worrisome voice that I wonder if maybe I had freaked everyone at the table out and not only myself. Nodding my head I began walking to our next class. Glad that Sango was with me. I felt less intimidated knowing she was next to me. Hoping she could shield me from everyone that stared.
“Look. I know that you are new and all but please don’t make a repeat of yesterday.” She timidly looked over at me, unsure at how I would take words. Looking back at her I opened my to speak only to have someone interrupt me.
“Sango. My lovely lady. There you are.” Miroku shoved past a couple of students in order to get to us quicker. He pulled his arm around her shoulder and whispered something then leaned back and waited for it to sink in.
Enter Catastrophe number Eight
Miroku plus silent exchanged words equals some crazy shit is going on
Of coarse, me, personally, I will never let him get that close to me with him being a pervert and all.
Looking at Sango for a reaction, I saw her eyes widen for only a second and then become neutral. This action happened so fast I was almost sure I had dreamed it. But when I saw her shoot a look toward Miroku, I knew the look had been there. Not one to pry I silently watched the exchange in their eyes. Curiously I watch Miroku the most, because he was the closest to Inuyasha. The man I ultimately feared yet passionately in some way wanted to know. He fascinated me.
And that’s when I realized it. I was not scared of how Inuyasha looked or of what he was, I was scared because of how he made me feel. How my heart would race when he looked at me. How when he asked me that question my heart screamed ‘yes’ and my head screamed ‘run’. And because your head is what makes your body move, I ran from him.
Somewhere within the last day, I felt a connection with him. In my heart, I felt desire for him. I wanted him but was terrified of what would happen if I got him.
Fingers snapped in my face. Slightly shaken I looked at the prosecutor of the fingers. Sango was giving me this cautious look as if she was also questioning my sanity. People were doing that a lot lately.
“I’m sorry” I said. Not sure exactly what I was apologizing about but feeling as if I had missed something relevant. Sango tilted her head before gesturing toward Miroku.
“He asked if you were going to be sitting with us at lunch.” My eyes widened for a second before I looked at the ground. Shuffling my feet I nervously nodded my head. I was going to have to face Inuyasha some day and though I was not ready I would have to make due.
Nodding his head Miroku bowed out and went in the opposite direction. I watched him leave and wondered if maybe there was more to Miroku besides his pervert façade. I could tell he secretly held feelings for Sango. And if he was as close to Inuyasha as it looked, he must be a really good friend. A demon would not just accept a humans friendship easily. Demons trusted nothing but their instincts, and this I knew first hand.
Glancing up at Sango, I saw her also watching Miroku fad into the throws of people. Maybe she held feelings for him as well.
“Ready for class?” I asked. Her snapped back toward me quickly, and with a sheepish smile she nodded. Maybe today wouldn’t be so bad after all.
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Authors Note: I am so sorry about me not updating. I know that this chapter isn’t much. But I wanted to at least give ya’ll and update. I have a new job and its 40 hours a week which takes up most of my time. Some people have asked that I write in Inuyasha’s point of view.
Now when I started this story I was really trying to stay with Kagome’s side and leave his to mystery. But if my readers want his side, I will attempt it. So Vote on if I should or should not. I don’t want to give away what Inuyasha is feeling because that would ruin Kagome’s questioning but I’ll tell you what, if his point of view gets more points than No’s, I will.
So Review and let me know what you think. Sorry nothing interesting happens but I really want to build this story and not rush into the relationship just yet.
Jessica
Chapter 5: My Thoughts On You
Walking into school was a nightmare. It was worse than me dreaming I was standing in front of thousands of people in nothing but a hat. Did I mention this was a reoccurring dream? That I was butt ass naked and people were laughing. I shuttered. Ugh, People stared and pointed and if I was crazy I would have killed them all. Stupid fuckers.
Enter Catastrophe Number Seven
Kagome plus doing crazy shit equals a hell of a lot of unwanted attention
Never in all of my years have I EVER got this much attention. I was a walking freak of nature. I cringed when another girl pointed my way and began whispering. Such humiliation. Why did I have to be a dork? And why did Inuyasha have to be a big jerk and ask me such a question? My life was officially over before it had even began.
‘I cant believe she fainted’
‘Really? I cant believe she ran from the hottest boy in school just because he talked to her’
‘I heard he asked her how she was doing’
‘No way I heard asked her out’
‘Asked her out? Get real. What would he see in her.’
It was a never ending parade of stupid. I was tempted to yell out “STOP LOOKING AT ME I DON’T DO TRICKS” But I didn’t want to see even weirder than I already was. If this happened all day I was totally dropping out of school. My mom and dad would just have to be disappointed in me.
Speaking of parents. What the hell is up with my Mom. I mean come on. Say yes to a guy I barely know. Say yes to a demon. I didn’t want to die. I was way to young to die.
Perhaps she was doing some drugs when I called her. Note to self: Call mom and ask if she was popping some pills.
So here I am slowly--and I mean turtle slow.-- walking to my first class, homeroom. I am dreading going there. It’s going to be a nightmare on elm street. I would rather face Freddy Kruger than have to look at that oh so carefully carved face of disaster. He was completely and wholly my disaster. A crash course I would never get right. I regrettably failed that test. I just hoped if I keep my head down I wouldn’t have to face him until, well NEVER!
Inching my way into class, I kept my head down. Not meeting anybody’s eyes because knowing me the first time I looked up I would see him and probably run screaming.
I do not know why I have this terrible fear of him. I know he’s a demon and yeah that kind of scares the shit out of me, but he’s so gentle. I can vaguely remember him caring me to the nurse office. Which is a place I vow never to go again. Even if I was bleeding out I would never go see that woman. While I was currently questioning my sanity, I knew that bitch was crazy. And most likely a pedophile at heart.
Quickly dipping into my seat I pulled out my notebook and focused my attention on it. I could feel eyes staring me down. Without lifting my head I cautiously lifted my eyes. My heart dropped all the way to the floor and my breath caught in my throat.
It slowly returned to normal and my breath evened out, it was only Miroku. Inuyasha was currently turned toward the front but I could tell he had his attention focused on me. His beautiful ears where perched atop his head angled in my direction. I still havent figured out why he had those ears. Hell I’ve never figured out why I can see half the shit I see.
Ever so often I could see Miroku say something toward Inuyasha and he would nod his head as if confirming he had heard him. I was staring pretty hard and trying not to be conspicuous. Reading lips was tough, especially when Miroku would angle his head away from my view every so often. I made out certain words such as ‘mate’ and ‘nervous’ and ‘uncertain’ and ‘positive’. But other than that I had NO Idea what they were talking about. The one word that caught my attention was Mate. Never having heard it before made me ponder on what they could be talking about.
Come to think of it, people who were Aussy’s said that to a friend. So maybe he was referring to Inuyasha and calling him Mate. Like buddy O’ Pal.
My eyes redirected when the teacher walked into the class with a ‘Good Morning’ I was so nervous. I didn’t know how I was suppose to act around him. If I was suppose to pretend that yesterday never happened or skirt around him for the rest of the school year.
Ugh. I banged my head onto my desk as silently as possible. I could still feel several eyes pointed into my direction and that made me cringed. I hated all of this. When the bell rang, I hurriedly exited the classroom in hopes that I would not have to say anything to Inuyasha yet. Quickly darting around the students I walked as fast as I could.
Suddenly I was jolted to a stop in my walk to safety. The hairs on my neck stood at a stand still and I was one word away from fainting. Calming myself I turned to face my opponent. When I saw that is was Sango, my body sagged in relief. I shot her a brief smile.
“Kagome. Are you okay? She asked in such a worrisome voice that I wonder if maybe I had freaked everyone at the table out and not only myself. Nodding my head I began walking to our next class. Glad that Sango was with me. I felt less intimidated knowing she was next to me. Hoping she could shield me from everyone that stared.
“Look. I know that you are new and all but please don’t make a repeat of yesterday.” She timidly looked over at me, unsure at how I would take words. Looking back at her I opened my to speak only to have someone interrupt me.
“Sango. My lovely lady. There you are.” Miroku shoved past a couple of students in order to get to us quicker. He pulled his arm around her shoulder and whispered something then leaned back and waited for it to sink in.
Enter Catastrophe number Eight
Miroku plus silent exchanged words equals some crazy shit is going on
Of coarse, me, personally, I will never let him get that close to me with him being a pervert and all.
Looking at Sango for a reaction, I saw her eyes widen for only a second and then become neutral. This action happened so fast I was almost sure I had dreamed it. But when I saw her shoot a look toward Miroku, I knew the look had been there. Not one to pry I silently watched the exchange in their eyes. Curiously I watch Miroku the most, because he was the closest to Inuyasha. The man I ultimately feared yet passionately in some way wanted to know. He fascinated me.
And that’s when I realized it. I was not scared of how Inuyasha looked or of what he was, I was scared because of how he made me feel. How my heart would race when he looked at me. How when he asked me that question my heart screamed ‘yes’ and my head screamed ‘run’. And because your head is what makes your body move, I ran from him.
Somewhere within the last day, I felt a connection with him. In my heart, I felt desire for him. I wanted him but was terrified of what would happen if I got him.
Fingers snapped in my face. Slightly shaken I looked at the prosecutor of the fingers. Sango was giving me this cautious look as if she was also questioning my sanity. People were doing that a lot lately.
“I’m sorry” I said. Not sure exactly what I was apologizing about but feeling as if I had missed something relevant. Sango tilted her head before gesturing toward Miroku.
“He asked if you were going to be sitting with us at lunch.” My eyes widened for a second before I looked at the ground. Shuffling my feet I nervously nodded my head. I was going to have to face Inuyasha some day and though I was not ready I would have to make due.
Nodding his head Miroku bowed out and went in the opposite direction. I watched him leave and wondered if maybe there was more to Miroku besides his pervert façade. I could tell he secretly held feelings for Sango. And if he was as close to Inuyasha as it looked, he must be a really good friend. A demon would not just accept a humans friendship easily. Demons trusted nothing but their instincts, and this I knew first hand.
Glancing up at Sango, I saw her also watching Miroku fad into the throws of people. Maybe she held feelings for him as well.
“Ready for class?” I asked. Her snapped back toward me quickly, and with a sheepish smile she nodded. Maybe today wouldn’t be so bad after all.
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Authors Note: I am so sorry about me not updating. I know that this chapter isn’t much. But I wanted to at least give ya’ll and update. I have a new job and its 40 hours a week which takes up most of my time. Some people have asked that I write in Inuyasha’s point of view.
Now when I started this story I was really trying to stay with Kagome’s side and leave his to mystery. But if my readers want his side, I will attempt it. So Vote on if I should or should not. I don’t want to give away what Inuyasha is feeling because that would ruin Kagome’s questioning but I’ll tell you what, if his point of view gets more points than No’s, I will.
So Review and let me know what you think. Sorry nothing interesting happens but I really want to build this story and not rush into the relationship just yet.
Jessica