InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Help Me Out ❯ Sickness ( Chapter 6 )
a/n:
Blue: Ok, today is September 28, and i'm gonna try to get this written and posted by the end of the week
MMM: Ha! Like that's ever gonna happen!
Blue: Shut up, you….
MMM: Heh, that's not gonna happen either. Oh yeah- hi guys! I'm back from muse school!
Blue: Already??
MMM: Yeah, I was such a great muse, they graduated me early!
Blue: Ok, now it's my turn to say it-like that would ever happen! Tell the truth! You got kicked out!
MMM: …
Blue: Bwaha!! I knew it!!
MMM: say the disclaimer and start the chapter already…
Blue: Aww… but that'll ruin my triumphant mood…
MMM: SAY IT!
Blue: Awww…. Ok……. "I do not own Inuyasha"…. My friends do… i wasn't quick enough to lay a claim on him….. pfooie
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Chapter 6
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Sickness
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"Ugghh…" Kagome winced. The air sickness she had had on the plane hadn't gone away and was now coupled by the seasickness. `Or maybe I just have motion sickness,' she thought. `Or, maybe I'm just plain sick.'
The first day, or rather, afternoon, on the ship had been quite interesting. Kagome was astonished to find, when she and Sango headed for the pool, that there were eleven floors on the ship. The Lobby, which was a large, open area on the second floor, could be seen from all of the floors above it, and they had glass elevators to take you from floor to floor. They got an elevator as quickly as possible (which wasn't quick at all-it seemed everybody was using them) and headed for the deck. A sign on the wall of the elevator listed the things on each floor. Kagome made a note of some things in her head- `Restaurant, 5th floor… wow, a theater, 6th floor… casino-where-i-can't-go, 7th floor… lounges, 8th floor… eatery, 9th floor… ah! The pool! 10th floor!'- and, speak of the devil, with that thought the bell dinged and the doors opened. Sango and Kagome walked quickly, almost jogged, to the doors leading to the deck.
The pool was crowded. Very crowded. It was not as big as Kagome had expected it to be, and it seemed that most people (especially children) had had the same idea that she and Sango did. It was blatantly obvious that they wouldn't be able to swim around at the moment, so they made their way to the railing and peered over the edge and into the harbor. Surprisingly, dozens of people were sitting on the docks, waving at the ship. `Oh, their seeing people off! Of course. Not everyone is coming on this cruise from overseas, doofus,' she thought, watching as somebody dived off the dock (or rather, belly-flopped) for no apparent reason. She giggled. She obviously wasn't the only doofus in the world.
Looking down at the water below, she felt her stomach give a small heave. "Ugh…"
"Is something wrong, Kagome?" Sango asked worriedly.
"Naw, I suppose my airsickness just hasn't left completely yet," she said. That was probably it… "I'll feel better in no time, don't worry!"
"Alright… well, the boat will launch in about half an hour, and that's always fun to watch. What do you want to do until then?"
"Hmmm… I don't know. Why don't we go check out the live music in the lobby?"
That was how most of the day went. They walked from place to place, exploring the ship. They discovered some lounges on the 8th floor that looked good. Kagome felt fine until the ship set off- then her stomach started acting up again. `Maybe I just need some food,' she thought. But the problem continued after dinner and on into the night. They visited the Sengoku lounge, where a DJ was playing some music. It was in English, but Kagome and Sango didn't mind. They had a good time just hanging out, until Kagome's head started to hurt. It started as just a slight pain above her forehead, then elevated to a full-blown migraine.
"Sango, I'm gonna head back to the cabin, ok?"
"Why, is something wrong?
"Oh, I just have a headache, and the music isn't really helping."
"Ok. Do you have a room key?"
"Yeah. See you later." Kagome left the lounge, immediately relaxing as she stepped into the quiet hallway. She went downstairs to the third floor and, after many switch-backs and turn-arounds, found her room. Somebody had been in there to tidy up and pull down the beds from the wall, and Kagome silently thanked them that she didn't have to do it herself. She climbed into bed and just laid there for a while, eyes open. Finally she realized that, though she was sick, she wasn't tired. `Oh great. I have a headache and I can't go to sleep. What should I do?' Kagome was extremely unwilling to simply lie there for who-knows-how-long before falling asleep. Watching TV didn't seem like a great idea…
`I might as well explore some more. Nothing else to do,' she thought, and rolled out of bed. She was getting better at finding her way around and was able to get back to the elevators without much trouble, and she rode up to the 9th floor. `Hmm… "Eatery"… might as well see what kind of food they have. Who knows? Maybe they'll have some chicken soup or something…' Kagome stepped off the elevator and into a big dining room. Nothing fancy, like the restaurant downstairs. It had circular tables all over the place, with a bar on one side of the room, a pizzeria on the other, and an island in the middle where the midnight buffet items were laid out (this was also where four icecream machines were located).
Kagome scanned over the contents of the buffet but, finding no soup, soon directed her attention to the other cure-all. `An icecream cone is exactly what I need right now,' she thought, smiling. Then she winced as pain shot through her head once more. `Oww… I'm gonna have to stop thinking so much. My head's going to explode!'
Getting a small sugar cone and filling it with chocolate-and-vanilla swirl icecream, she sat down at a table as quickly as possible, before her stomach or her head could make her fall over. Licking her icecream slowly, she looked around again. There weren't very many people in the room. Of the sixty or so small tables only three were occupied. That wasn't very surprising, considering how late it was. Or was it early? Kagome had no idea of the time at all. Over in the bar a man with a short beard was polishing martini glasses, and in the pizzeria a boy with long black hair was looking very bored. `Hmm…' Kagome thought. `Why does he look familiar? Hmm?! He's looking at me!'
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Inuyasha was bored. B-O-R-E-D, bored. Sitting behind a counter in the middle of the night was not fun at all. There were some TVs across the room beside the bar, but that was pretty far away and Inuyasha couldn't see them clearly. `Man, how long does this shift last?!'
He felt someone's eyes on him. He ignored it for awhile, but soon it became unnerving. Looking up with a scowl on his face, his eyes connected with those of a girl sitting by the buffet, with an icecream cone in her hand. She looked sort of familiar… Before he could think about it anymore, the girl quickly averted her eyes, and Inuyasha realized he had been staring.
"Damn it," he cursed, and hastily busied himself checking on a pizza that was cooking in the kitchen behind him. (Believe it or not, there were still customers at the pizzeria in the early A.M. Not a lot, but a few, and pizza needed to be available.) It was a convenient excuse to get away from that girl.
Unfortunately, his thoughts were harder to redirect. `Who was she?' he wondered. `Why does she look familiar?'
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a/n: okay, so that's the end of that chapter. I actually finished it Friday night, but i didn't get a chance to post it until now. I think it might be the quickest chapter I've turned out!
Sorry for the cliffhanger, btw. I find that it's easier for me to start a new chapter if i have a place to start up at ^^. Hope ya don't hate me for it.
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