InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Life Sucks ❯ Shared Hostility ( Chapter 1 )

Life Sucks
By: ShoukaMiko
Chapter 1: Shared Hostility


"Life Sucks!"

Kagome groaned as she flopped onto her back on the bed. She had flunked another math test today. At this rate she would barely pass with a D+ in her math class. ` If I'm really lucky,' she thought. Big, cinnamon brown eyes stared into space. Well that's just another progress report she would have to ummmc liberate from the mailbox, preferably before her mother found it when she came home from work on Monday. Right now she just had to concentrate on blotting out the events of the day from her memory. Permanently.

She gave a sigh as her brain betrayed her to her thoughts.

"Over here Higurashi-chan!"
Kagome turned in her chair to find Hojo coming toward her. Normally she wouldn't mind one of the cutest guys in school talking to her. In fact, her cheeks had already tinted a little pink.

`Why today?' She asked herself. Already today she had torn her skirt, smacked face first into her locker door, and someone had bumped into her in the lunch-line, drenching her now matting hair in hot chocolate of all things. She loved autumn, yeah, but not all the dangers that came with it.

"H-Hojo, hi." she said as her blush went from pink to an almost magenta color. She looked up at him as composed as she could smelling like chocolate, with a thigh exposing hole in her already short skirt, and a bump the size of Mt. Fuji on her head. Yeah, shriveling up and dying now sounded just about right, she thought as she sweat-dropped.

gHey are you okay? You look a little feverish." Hojo put a hand to her forehead, a concerned frown bringing his eyebrows together as he noted the flush on Kagome's cheeks and the slightly queasy look in her eyes.

"I'm fine Hojo, really. What are you doing in the library? I thought you had biology." Kagome said in a small, desperate, tone. She fidgeted with her skirt trying to pull the torn edge down a little but only succeeding in making the tear larger. A few very colorful words going through her mind as her blush only deepened.

"We were sent to do research. Listen I was wondering if maybec you knowc maybe you'd like to go see a concert tomorrow?" Hojo scratched at the back of his neck, a blush now rising to his cheeks.

Before she could answer a horde of over eager girls ransacked the table on her behalf.

"She'd love to!!!"
"She's free aaallllll weekend!"
"She'll do it. Won't you Kagome?"
"I willc?" Kagome started, now thoroughly confused.
"Great so I'll pick you up at about sevenc?" Hojo beamed taking her hesitant reply as a positive answer.
"Uuuuhhhhc" Kagome began uncertainly.

"Well there's the bell. I gotta get going." Hojo stood up with a smile like he had just slain a dragon.
"Sure, we hac" Kagome started, when the bottom of her green jacket caught the corner of the chair she was sitting on as she rose. Still half sitting in the damn thing, it decided to take her down with it. Arms flailing in the air she let out an undignified squeak and landed on her back, half out of her chair with her legs splayed out to either side of it.

This day just keeps getting better by the minute.

"Kagome!!!" Her friends fluttered to help her.
"Higurashi! Are you alright?" Hojo's face came into view blocking Kagome's view of the ceiling.
gI'M FINE!!!" She yelled. The librarian giving her a harsh look from her desk.. `A gory, and painful death to nosy friends and school furniture!!!' Kagome thought darkly. Getting to her feet jerkily, trying to dust herself off with the precious little dignity she had left.
"Seriously I'm fine." She said looking a little like a calm tomato.
She picked her heavy, yellow backpack up from the ground and started walking toward the library door.
"Kagome!!!" the three girls gasped behind her.
Now what?
Kagome turned slightly in their direction, a feeling of dread passing through her at their pale faces and Hojo's, now crimson face. She looked down in the direction of the girl's horrified stares. Her backpack had hiked her skirt up in the back so high her pink kitty cat underwear was showing.

Rubbing her temple with one hand while at the same time roughly tugging at her skirt, she tried her best to run out of the library doors whenc.

Yep it was definitely, logically, and in all other ways, safe to say that her life really, reallyc

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"cREALLY SUCKS!!" Inuyasha fumed as he paced. How could his life suck more than it did right now. He couldn't even imagine how it could unless he dropped dead right now on the plush carpet of the rented trailer they had obtained for this occasion. `Actually' he thought dryly, `that might be an improvement.'

He flopped down into a cushy armchair, one clawed hand grasping at silver bangs while the other hung limply over the overstuffed arm of the chair. His amber eyes glared into space.
"Damn it this was the worst time for her to do this!" Inuyasha growled. His voice betrayed a little of the raw pain he was feeling right then. `Kikyo why?' He asked, his hand coming down from his bangs to cover his eyes in confusion and defeat. She always did this when they needed her the most. When he needed her the most. He looked up to the opposite wall to the poster of his band the Sengoku Jidai. Inuyasha's eyes fell on the figure at the forefront of the poster. Long black hair tied back, with a serious expression on her face as always, Kikyo stared serenely ahead with stone grey eyes....

Inuyasha stared at the figure in front of him, her eyes almost black from her fury.

"Inuyasha I can not deal with this anymore I can't work like this!" Kikyo glared at her sometimes boyfriend and lead guitarist of the band. Her voice as close to actually raising as he had ever heard it.

"Kikyo we can't do that it's not just my band or your band, besides everyone already knows us as the Sengoku Jidai. We've been the Sengoku Jidai since our garage band days. We can't change things nowc" Inuyasha tried to reason pleading with the dangerously mad young woman.

"It isn't fair that I'm carrying this pathetic excuse for a band, while you people don't even give me the recognition I deserve!" Kikyo said as she looked at each of the other band members accusingly. When she was like this, Miroku and Sango found it best to let Inuyasha handle it. He was usually able to calm her down. Usually.

"Wait a second! Since when did we become `you people'! We're supposed to be your friends remember!" Inuyasha growled indignantly finally finding his infamous temper, claws flexing at his sides.

The kitsune hiding behind Sango's drum set sweat dropped and sighed, "Well that wasn't the smoothest way to win her over."

gIf you think that you're going to win my sympathies by throwing me a guilt trip you can stop right now. I have a career to worry about. If the band's name isn't changed to Kikyo and the Sengoku Jidai then I'm breaking my contract and signing on with Naraku Records."

"THAT BASTARD???!!!!" Inuyasha roared, the other band members' jaws dropping simultaneously. What was she doing associating with the rival of Kaede's studios?

Inuyasha's mind worked in over time. How could she be doing this to them?

"He's kindly offered me a solo recording contract, a bigger commision, more recognition, and has even offered to pay the fee for breaking off with Kaede Studios." Kikyo continued on unfazed by Inuyasha's outburst.

"Kikyo you can't, Kaede is your sister!" Inuyasha pleaded, gripping both of Kikyo's arms desperately. "What about your family, your friends?" Inuyasha hesitated, the hurt showing in golden eyes. gWhat aboutc?" He trailed off averting his eyes, not being able to finish the question.

Kikyo knew this had been coming. It's not that she didn't feel something for the hanyou but she couldn't let that get in the way of her decision. Besides how would it effect her ratings if people saw her seriously dating a half-demon. If only he had been humanc She shook her head and straightened; answering with cold certainty gThings like family and friends are luxuries in this business Inuyasha. And frankly, what we had together wasn't what it was for me, as it was for you."

Inuyasha felt as if the breath had gotten knocked out of him and the floor was falling out from under his feet at the same time. Kikyo, his Kikyo was kicking him to the curb like some rock that had gotten in her path. Slowly he traded his wounded expression for one of pure rage.

His fangs bared and hands separating from Kikyo's arms as they clenched he snarled, "FINE IF THAT'S THE WAY YOU FEEL BITCH THEN YOU CAN JUST LEAVE!!" He turned his back on the stunned girl. "And don't bother to come crawling back `cause I'll tell you one thing you won't get any FUCKING pity from me!!!!"

Kikyo narrowed her eyes at the back of Inuyasha's black shirt. She straightened her short designer jean skirt with a ferocious tug and said in a hollow monotone that belied her true emotions gDon't worry Inuyasha it will never happen." With an almost military stiffness she swept off of the stage the band was supposed to be practicing on.

The band paused in stunned silence a moment at what just happened.

"Now What?" Miroku asked sighing in frustration.

Inuyasha stormed off the stage growling and swearing enough to peel the paint off a truck.

Miroku stared wide-eyed, innocent faced "What did I say?"

Sango's head fell forward into her hands, "So much for getting some practice in today."

Shippo came out from behind the drum set, feet and tail dragging, gBut the concert's tomorrowc" he said in a small voice. He glared in front of him, small body beginning to shake with anger and frustration as his tiny fists balled up at his sides. He let out a growl and kicked the side of the bass drum.

The kitsune glared upward grudgingly from his sitting position, rubbing the lump on his head Sango had given him for kicking her equipment and blinking back stars.

gMan life sucks!h