InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Never to be Seen ❯ Shopping and Conversations ( Chapter 5 )

Never to be Seen

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Chapter 5

Shopping and Conversations

 

 

 

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the story

 

Summary: She was a shy, soft-spoken, girl unseen to the world. He was an outgoing, loud-mouthed boy everyone knew and loved. He was in all her classes, sat next to her, and fell in love…with her sister.

 

 

In the morning, Kagome was the first to wake up around a pile of math books. Last night had been absolutely crazy with all the work that needed to be done. Sango had ended up returning around two in the morning absolutely star-struck. Her date with Miroku had gone wonderfully. The meal was excellent, and after he had surprised her with a little dancing in the living room before settling down and watching a good dose of chick flicks. Of course Sango was absurdly happy and forgave him, making Miroku absurdly happy in return. Today was the big shopping day for the Halloween dance, Rin had gotten asked out by Hojo, a guy she had been secretly crushing on for years, and Ayame already had a date with a handsome guy named Koga, who was also a wolf demon. Sango obviously was going with Miroku, which left Kagome alone. But for the sakes of her friends, she was going anyway. Rin woke up shortly after, falling out of the small twin bed straight onto Ayame, and the domino effect continued when Ayame punched Sango accidentally, startled by the sudden pain. Kagome did nothing but sigh as they all bickered, fighting over whose fault it truly was.

 

“Shut up! It's not my fault your bed is so small!” Rin argued.

 

“Well you fell off it onto me!” Ayame protested in reply.

 

“And you punched me in the goddamned face!”

 

“At least you didn't get a load of bricks dumped on you!”

 

“So now I'm a load of bricks?!?”

 

“Yes you are!”

 

“Guys! Calm down, everyone is very sorry, now lets get dressed, go out, go shopping, get costumes and finish our work ok?” Everyone glared at Kagome, though she pretended not to see and continued to smile innocently. In the end it paid off when everyone got dressed and left in Ayame's borrowed mini-van to the local mall.

 

 

 

 

“So what do you think we should be?” Ayame asked as the glass door slid open for their arrival.

 

“I dunno…. Honestly I have no clue.” Kagome replied thinking. “I would like to be a witch.”

 

“That's cool!” Sango exclaimed. “I was thinking I would like to be a demoness.” Her grin at that moment certainly would have fit the costume.

 

“…Well, lets see what they have and we can figure it out from there.” Ayame concluded, all of them agreeing, walking into the Spirit Store.

 

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“So, how did that end up turning out?” Inuyasha asked, stuffing more of the delicious meat into his mouth.

 

“Well, she defiantly forgave me…” Miroku answered a little unsure.

 

“You don't sound too positive about that.” Inuyasha commented taking another enormous bite of a burger. Chewing, he listened to his friend as he told him his concerns.

 

“Well, you know, I just worry about her. I try not to flirt, I really do but I can't help it. It's in my blood and I just can't stand seeing how hurt she can get when I do chat with a beautiful woman.” Miroku finished, popping a crispy fry into his mouth.

 

“Well,” Inuyasha wiped his mouth. “I suggest, you try harder or find a different girl.”

 

“I'm not like you Yash! I don't use women and throw them away… Often.” He added. “By the way, how did that date with Kikyo go?”

 

“Oh, it went splendid. We had dinner and went out to a movie; chick flick of course, and then I took her home.” The smile on his lips told Miroku she hadn't left him hanging too much. When the smile seemed to grow, he knew she had probably given him nothing short of a full-blown make-out at her doorstep.

 

“Well, that's wonderful, it seemed like you guys would never get along, she seems so…. Heartless.” Inuyasha shook his head in protest.

 

“She may be like that at school, but when we were out it was like being with someone like me. We actually do have some common interests, so it's not that bad.” Sipping his soda, he smiled again. It wasn't bad at all. She had been an amazing kisser, a preview of what he could only hope to experience in the bedroom. Miroku shook his head sadly.

 

“I hope you know what you're doing.” Was all Miroku could say. “By the way. We got booked for an hour at the Halloween dance.”

 

“Only an hour!” Inuyasha cried angrily.

 

“Yes, only an hour. Deceitful was booked also for the first hour, then a half hour break, then our hour is next, and after that we have just regular music until the dance ends.” Miroku explained, hoping to soothe his seething friend. It seemed to work.

 

“Deceitful? That's the band of those three girls right?” He asked suddenly thinking of the last major school battle of the bands.

 

“No, Deceitful is made up four girls. No one at school knows who they are. They always wear those masks.” Miroku sighed thinking of the band. “God, what I would give just for a night with one of them.”

 

“Who wouldn't, most of the male student population would give their lives just for a kiss.”

 

Miroku smirked wickedly. “Does this estimate include you?”

 

“Of course! Think about it. They are obviously hot just by their bodies. They are smart enough to trick the human population by wearing masks AND the Youkai population by covering their scents with special perfume. They have excellent dancing and singing abilities. Who wouldn't want a smart, hot, talented babe on their arm?” Smirking he added, “Or in their bed?” Miroku kicked him lightly under the table playfully. They both took a few more bites in a comfortable silence, until again Miroku spoke.

 

“What are you going to do about your parents? Have you told them yet?” Inuyasha shook his head.

 

“They agreed to let me stay in the band, even though I dropped out of their precious athletics division, provided I go to Tokyo University, attend the honors classes, AND stay in drama. They say it makes culture so great. Keh.” He held up his burger. “It's not the fucking drama that makes the culture it's the food.”

 

“Like burgers?” Miroku asked boredly.

 

“Or Ramen.” Inuyasha agreed. Grunt, he reached behind him and pulled out his wallet, slapping some green on the table. “Let's go, the instruments aren't going to play themselves.” Miroku took one last quick sip of his coke before running after his friend.

 

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“I can't believe we got it!” Yuri cried happily looking at costumes. Since they had gotten into High school, the small group of three had become a four-some. Their grades had been high, and were still high, but most recently, they had decided to follow their true passion. Their band had their first concert a few weeks ago and now they got another booked in a week.

 

“I know! I'm so excited. What about all four of us being cats.” Ayumi suggested holding up a skimpier outfit.

 

“No for a band that would be too Josie and the Pussy Cats.” Eri sneered, sifting through more costumes.

 

“Yuka look at this!” Ayumi called, holding up a modern witch costume. Glancing around to make sure no one found them picking out this certain costume she nodded.

 

“Hmmm…. That might work.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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