InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Of Pom Poms and Football ❯ Of Torment and Ooze ( Chapter 2 )

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Part 2.

 

Kagome sat up in her bed and groaned, she was not going to live up what happened on Saturday. She didn't want to go to school today, it only meant that she was giving them leave to harass he about the incident. She felt sick again. She couldn't face him, oh hell no.

 

She puked on the captain of the football team for heavens sake! Infront of a whole stadium for that matter. Her life really sucked. That's worse than being hit in the head with a football.

 

With a sigh, she reluctantly pushed the heavy covers off of herself and slid from the confines of her bed. She looked at herself in the mirror, she looked pale, then again she was always pale. She could pretend to be sick, but she couldn't bother. It would take too much effort. Effort she didn't want to waste when her mom would just see right through it and send her to school anyways. Mothers were evil.

 

With another sigh, she trudged into the bathroom for a shower.

 

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"So do you think she'll show?" Miroku asked Sango as they walked to school. Sango adjusted the strap of her knapsack before answering.

 

"I should think so. I mean. Her mom's not one to be easily fooled, especially by the `sudden sickness'"

 

"Well the least we could do is try to keep the jocks and cheerleaders away from her, who knows what kind of trouble they'd come up with. I don't put anything past them."

 

"Yeah, your-" Sango froze in mid-step and sentence as she felt a hand caressing her butt. Her face was crimson with rage and embarrassment as she swung her backpack at miroku's unsuspecting face. He flew backwards with the force. "Miroku how dare you!" Sango ranted then stormed down the street.

 

Miroku chuckled slightly, a red tinge to his already bruised face as passers-by looked at him. He got up and dusted his person off before jogging to catch up with the fuming brunette.

 

"Miroku get away from me" she warned, givi8ng him one hell of a glare.

 

"I'm sorry Sango, I didn't mean anything by it. I just…couldn't help myself." He admitted

 

"Just like you couldn't have helped yourself yesterday at the park? Or the day before…" she asked. Then humphed, seeing the dazed look in his eyes. He wasn't even listening to her! She walked off again, leaving the perverted boy to his daydreams. Of which she didn't know were of her.

 

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Kagome swung off her bike and secured it in the bike stand, next to a green and blue mountain bike. She slung her bag over her shoulder and sighed. Steeling herself for the inevitable, she stepped but faltered. She couldn't do it. She sighed again, this time out of frustration and ran a hand through her hair. Taking two deep breaths, she walked through the hedges and up the front steps into the school.

 

She walked slowly down the halls, inwardly cringing, watching and waiting for something to happen. Whispers went around, eyes followed her, but nothing happened. She approached her locker and dropped her bag to the floor in relief. The cloud that had formed in her mind, diminished as she tried to remember her locker combination.

 

"7, 15. 12" came from beside her, she turned to see Sango there.

 

"Thanks" she said with a sheepish grin, she opened her lock, but paused. Her lock had been tampered with. She looked warily at her locker; a vile green fluid was oozing out from the small opening.

 

"What the hell is that?" Sango asked, she held her breath to block the stench that followed the liquid.

 

"I donno. And I don't think I want to find out." Kagome said then locked back the metal closet and clicked the lock. She reached to pick up her bag, but found a puddle of the stuff by her feet and around her bag. "Ugh, that's disgusting!" she breathed, lifting her foot slightly ad seeing the thing ooze from the sole of her feet.

 

"What the hell?" Sango asked again, she took up her friends bag from the muck and preceded to back away some.

 

"Well well well. Look what we have here" came Kikyo's mocking voice. Kagome whipped around to face said girl. "If it isn't Kagome. What's with the surprised face, did you actually think you could get away with puking on my precious Inuyasha? Well you thought wrong bitch" Kikyo said and promptly pushed Kagome slightly to prove her point.

 

Kagome slipped and fell in the icky substance beneath her with a resounding `SPLAT' in the already quiet hallway.

 

"Your precious? Since when did I belong to you?" came aforementioned boy. He walked down the hall. He looked at Kagome on the ground then at Kikyo standing regally over her. "Kikyo, you think I didn't know it was you who pushed Kagome onto the field Saturday night? You who caused us to miss the play, you who cost us the game?!" he sneered at her. Gasps of surprise went through the hall and people started whispering anew. She cowered slightly as he stood beside her.

 

"W-whatever do you mean?" she tried, unsuccessfully. He glared down his nose at her.

 

"Don't give me that shit. I saw you. How do you think I reacted so quickly. Don't even bother to answer that. Move out of my way"

 

"No."

 

"I said to move Kikyo"

 

She glared at him before reluctantly stepping out of his way. He looked down at Kagome she sat in the rank goo with her head bowed slightly; her shoulders moving up and down with her quiet sobs. He felt a pang of sympathy for her, he kneeled down in front of her, grimacing slightly as the liquid seeped through his pant leg and onto his knees.

 

"Kagome are you alright?" he asked.

 

"L-leave me alone" she whispered, turning her head away as he reached for her chin.

 

"No I want to help you"

 

"Why?" that one word made him freeze. Should he tell her? She wouldn't understand if he did. She would never understand that he had a crush on her since he first met her. That the whole reason he picked on her was to have a reason to talk to her. That he didn't like it when she cried.

 

She looked up at him then, when his silence met her ears. He was looking straight at her, but was deep in thought. There was something in those amber orbs, something she couldn't decifer. She wanted to hear his reasoning. She wished he would tell her that he had a crush on her for the longest time, but she knew that wouldn't happen. He was popular, she wasn't. she wanted to tell him how she felt. But she feared rejection.

 

"Because I want to." His voice broke her from her musings. She looked up at him, noticing the different emotions playing across his face, there was anticipation, hope and…longing? Was she seeing right? With a bit of hesitation. She nodded at him. Giving him the green light to help her up.

 

He eased over and helped her to her feet, resting all of her weight on him, he walked her out of the building. Kagome grimaced slightly, her ass hurt! It was taking all of her will and senses to refuse the urge to rub it, even slightly. She was not going to embarrass herself in his presence again.

 

But boy did it hurt!

 

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hey all, ive decided to continue this story somewhat. Its still a one shot, but with three parts. I read it over the other day and found that it was lacking. So I started working on a chapter.

 

After re reading this, I realized it wasn't really what I had in mind. Some of it was there, but……it just didn't want to be a good fic and play nice. I guess it has to do with the way I've been feeling lately.

 

I've been feeling out of it, blah. It was hell just to update GfH, and even worse to do this. This chapter was to be longer, but I just decided to stop while I was ahead and not ruin it totally. I'll wait till I'm feeling a tab bit better before attempting the third and final installment of this fic. Well I hope it's the final installment.

 

When toodles to you and I hope u had a happy holiday!!

 

Random question: if man evolved from monkeys and apes, why do we still have monkeys and apes?

 

Now that's a question to ponder…

 

Random comment: a word to the wise: Don't drink and drive. You'll hit a bump and spill it!

 

 

Review please!!!!!

 

-syco-