InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Potsmokers: A Love Story ❯ My friends are stoners. ( Chapter 2 )

Author's Note- Yeah, I was right. Chapter two is up, and you didn't even have to wait. Man, I find it so weird…the people that are going to be reading this story are probably obsessed with Inuyasha…just huge fans. I myself am not even big on the show anymore, I've just fallen in love with these characters. And I love using them for my fan fiction. I hope you like it. I try not to change their personalities TOO much. Inuyasha is a lot nicer in my story than he is in the show, and Kagome would never touch a drug in Inuyasha. But what the fuck, its my story. Go hard or go home. Kaythxbai.

 

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Chapter Two

My friends are stoners.

 

“Babe, Sango's here! She had to come home early because of that hurricane in the gulf.”

 

Inuyasha stretched and yawned. “Just send her in, mom.” He croaked out in the midst of a good stretch. She nodded and vanished from sight. Inuyasha looked down at Kagome, smiling. She was probably the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. He could tell she was nervous. She'd slept the same way the entire night without turning or even moving her arms from her chest.

 

“Yash, I brought souvenirs, wink wink!” Sango showed up in his doorway and gasped. “Oh my god, who are you fucking?”

 

Inuyasha burst into laughter. “I'm not fucking her. She showed up at like ten last night thinking you still lived here.” He motioned for her to come closer. “C'mere.”

 

Sango's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly. “Oh my god.” She dropped her souvenir bag and purse and covered her mouth with her hand. Inuyasha grinned when a tear fell from her eye. “Oh my god, is that-”

 

Kagome's eyes opened, and she immediately jumped up. Sango lept onto the bed and threw her arms around her. “OH MY GOD, KAGOME!!” she screamed, bawling her eyes out. Inuyasha rolled his eyes and walked away from the teary reunion to get some cereal. His mom was leaning up against the counter, staring at him with one eyebrow raised. Inuyasha stopped short. “…Yes?”

 

“Baby, is there something you wanna tell me?” she asked.

 

Inuyasha shook his head. “Mom, what? Kagome's my friend, she needed a place to stay-”

 

“It's not about your friend, honey…Its about what I found in the mesh soda holder in the chair on the deck while I was having a cigarette today.” She held up the blue pipe. Inuyasha's eyes widened. “Shit.”

 

She shook her head and handed it to him. “Sweetie, why didn't you tell me you smoked pot…? You make straight A's, you're pretty responsible, you can have girls over without fucking them, do you think I care if you like to get high sometimes? I smoked all the time in high school. I don't care if you smoke pot right now, just don't lie about it.” She said. With a quick kiss on his cheek, she left the kitchen. Inuyasha furrowed his eyebrows and turned around, confused. He shrugged it off and walked back to the bedroom.

 

“-when we used to sit in this same room and play with our Bratz dolls?! Oh my god!” was all Inuyasha heard when he stepped into the room. Both of the girls were sitting cross-legged on the bed holding hands and crying.

 

“You guys okay? You come here.” Sango got up and gave Inuyasha a huge hug. “Yasshhhhieeee. I missed ya, buddy.” Her voice was muffled into his neck. Kagome looked down, jealous. Inuyasha noticed and smirked. “Hey, Kagome knows about the smoking. So show me the REAL souvenirs.” He said to her. She wiggled her eyebrows at him and picked up her purse from where she'd flung it.

 

“Nice gigantic new purse there.”

 

“Only for our new baby.” She pulled out a green mini-bong and presented it. Inuyasha gasped. “Jesus, how much was it?!”

 

“Honestly, I stole it from this blonde bitch's purse downtown a couple nights ago. She was fucking wasted and she called me a cunt. So I'm like, fuck you, that's my bong now biatch!”

 

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Honestly, Kagome felt a little left out watching Inuyasha and Sango. She'd missed Sango for years, and now she finally sees her, and all she can talk about is weed? It was so depressing, she grinned and bared it.

 

“Sangs, can I talk to Kagome for a second?” Inuyasha asked her. She smiled. “Yeah, sure. I'll be on the patio, okay?”

 

“Sure.”

 

Sango left the room. Inuyasha went and sat next to Kagome, lifting her face up with his chin. “You okay? What's wrong? You haven't smiled since I came back in here.”

 

Kagome frowned and looked back down. “I don't know, I guess I'm just tired of hearing about weed…it's weed this, weed that, why can't you guys talk about…I don't know, apples or something? It's…depressing. I don't know.”

 

Inuyasha was shocked. “Are you serious? I thought you didn't care, though.”

 

Kagome shrugged. “I thought I didn't. Lets just say, I watch a lot of movies and a read a lot of books. And its true. When people get involved with drugs, its all they ever talk about. Me and Sango used to be these…Fuck it, original “emo” kids. We sat around and we just chilled. Now, suddenly she's a pothead? I don't know…I guess I kind of wish we could all hang out, be cool, without drugs and all.”

 

“Well, god, we don't have to smoke pot, Kagome. I can live without it. You should have just told me.” He smiled. She bit her lip and looked away. “Look, Inuyasha…I don't know you. We just met. But I think you're a cool person! And I've had fun with you these past…twelve hours. You're a really sweet guy. But I'm not used to all of this stuff…I've been in Montana for five years. We don't even have schools up where I lived. I was home schooled.”

 

“Kagome, I think you're pretty cool, yourself. And I know you're wondering this because I understand girls, so I'm letting you know right now that me and Sango are just friends. We've only ever been friends. We've never kissed or anything like that. So don't think we're gonna sit around and fuck with each other all the time. All we've ever done is smoked together and hugged. When she does shit like shrooms and acid, I'll make sure she's okay-”

 

“Oh my god, she does other drugs?!” Kagome exclaimed. In the other room, Sango hit her forehead against the wall in a way of saying, “Ohhhhhh shit.”

 

Inuyasha put his hands on her shoulders. “Sango isn't innocent anymore, Kagome. The only thing she's got is the fact that she's never fucked a guy. But yes, she does other drugs. Nothing severe, trust me. And she doesn't do it that often. Okay? Sango loves you. I know she does. God, please calm down…she isn't a bad person, Kagome. Please stop crying.”

 

“Kagome?” Sango rushed into the room. “Kagome…” she saw her with her head in her hands, shaking. “Kagome, please look at me. Sweetie, I've been listening. I know how you probably feel right now, but you have to listen to us. If you want, we won't do drugs around you. Ever.”

 

“How about y-you just DON'T DO DRUGS?” Kagome cried. Sango and Inuyasha exchanged confused glances.

 

“It's a lot harder than it looks, Kags.” Inuyasha reached into his pocket, poking around for a moment before pulling out a baggie of weed. The plastic of the bag was crinkled up and poor looking. He eyed Kagome as she stiffened at the shoulders. “You okay?” he got down on his knees in front of her. She shrugged.

 

“Well…I'm going to tell you something, Kagome,” he paused when Sango's cell phone went off. She waved for him to continue and left the room. “-and I want you to listen to me, okay?”

 

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Kagome had never felt so stupid when Inuyasha went and sat next to her. She couldn't stop staring at the bag of weed in his hand, especially when he opened it. The pine-like scent filled the room within seconds. She watched as he took her hand, opened it, and sprinkled a little bit of the herb onto her palm.

 

“You wanna know why its so hard to get off of this shit, Kagome? Look really closely. No, closer than that. See? The little white specks? Those are THC crystals. They do shit to you that no other drug in the world can do even HALF as well as pot.” Inuyasha took the pot and sprinkled it back into the baggy.

 

Kagome placed her hand firmly over her face and rubbed her eyes, nose and mouth as a quick way of massaging stress. Before she could get to her neck, she felt a painful smack on her arm. “That fucking h-”

 

“Hush. You'll get so much acne touching your face like that.” Sango handed her a can of Sierra Mist, taking a swig of her own before continuing. “Your hand, especially the tips of your fingers, is covered in natural oil, plus dirt from daily activities. You touch your face, you're clogging the shit out of your pores and setting down a game plan for any big pimples that might wanna infest your beautiful features.” leaning over, with a perky smile, she lightly tapped Kagome's cheek with her hand.

 

“She's right, you know. My mom had horrible acne after dad left. I'm guessing it was probably because, every time I saw her, her face was either buried in her hands or some wishy-washy romance novel.” Inuyasha stretched and put his bag of weed into his pocket. “Let's go downtown.”

 

Kagome had forgotten all about downtown Kindlewood. Its where all of the high-class businessmen ate lunch with their clients midday, all of the little high school freshmen gathered in the late afternoon to bump into friends, and where all of the druggies and stoners gathered from nighttime to the wee hours of morning, just smoking and hanging out behind the buildings and next to the fountain.

 

“DTK sounds pretty fucking awesome. Good idea, Yash. Can we smo-” Sango caught Kagome's eye mid-sentence and stopped. “Let's go!”

 

Kagome groaned and stood up. “Okay, let's go.”

 

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Three Weeks Later, 7:00 in the morning.

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“I DON'T FUCKING CARE, KOZI! YOU SAID FIVE HUNDRED FUCKING DOLLARS. Do you know how much money I have for the rest of the week?! 17 DOLLARS. Could your selfish rich bitch nannies take care of my kids on 17 bucks?! Oh, FUCK YOU, Kozi! FUCK YOU. I'm calling the fucking POLICE.”

 

Kagome sobbed and leaned against her bedroom wall, having heard her mother's entire fight with her father. “Suck it up, Kagome…” she mumbled self-consciously, and, with the fronts of balled fists, wiped at her eyes.

 

This was no time to fret over her execrable father. The first bell rang at 7:45 and it was now 7:30. Her parents had been quaralling all night. She recalled a period during the night when she rose to get a drink of water and, glancing into her mother's bedroom, saw her exhaling sharply and plugging her cell phone into its charger.

 

She could tell the fight was over when she heard the phone being either A; violently slammed into the receiver or B; violently slammed into the wall. Either way, the phone was probably broken.

 

Within seconds of the mystery sound, Kagome could hear muffled bawling, obviously into a pillow so as to go unnoticed to herself and Rin. Her efforts where in vain, for Rin was crying almost 10 seconds later.

 

“Mom, would you please,” she threw her mother's bedroom door open with a start, “toughen up and stop letting him run your life? Every time you argue it always ends with you threatening to call the police. `I'm gonna call the police! I'm gonna throw you in jail!' Mom, it doesn't do ANYTHING to him. If you're going to call the cops, then do it! I'm going to be late for-”

 

“I can't afford this shit anymore…”

 

Kagome paused and felt unrecognized fear shoot up her spine. Her mom's voice was that of a terrified teenage girl with nowhere else to turn. “What do you mean…?”

 

The sound of Rin crying grew louder and louder from her room. She was two and a half, still too little to get out of her crib and open the door.

 

Kagome watched as her mother rolled onto her back and sat up with support of her arms. “Baby, I just can't do it. I've been sittin' single for seven lousy years and this guy can't even send me five hundred dollars, which is like a penny for him. We need to have a big talk tonight. Just you and me. After school, I'm gonna take you out to eat and we're gonna talk about the next couple of months.”

 

Kagome's jaw dropped. “Mom, you can't. You have seventeen dollars to your name. We need that for gas.” She knew very well that her mother had a knack for spending her money on unnecessary things like eating out, or…perhaps a pair of shoes she spotted in a store window. Just…little things that they couldn't afford on their small budget.

 

“Baby, I know we can't. But that's a chance I'm willing to take.” She smiled. Kagome shook her head. “No, mom…I'm not letting you do that. I'm going straight home after school. And if you try to pick me up, I'll hitch a ride with Sango and sleep there. I'm not letting you spend that money on something you'll be shitting tomorrow.”

 

“Kagome Higurashi, I did not raise you to talk to me like that! I understand your concern, but such derogatory words will not be accepted in this house. Now get your backpack and meet me in the car. I'm gonna make a call-”

 

“Mom, if you make a call, I will drive MYSELF to school.”

 

“Alright…I'm sorry.”

 

“Even if you wanted to make a call, the phone is in pieces by the nightstand.”

 

“..Oh, I suppose you're right.”

 

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Inuyasha stared at the empty space where Kagome had chosen to make her seat a few weeks ago. `Where is she?' he wondered aimlessly before continuing his doodle masterpiece atop his History homework.

 

A few moments later, the sound of the oil-thirsty classroom door creaking open awoke Inuyasha from his doodling haze. He looked up at the sound of his teacher, Mr. Hollingsworth, reciting his late entrance speech.

 

“Well! How lovely of you to join us, Ms. Higurashi. I'd love to listen to your excuse, but I'm a little busy teaching a class of students that are interested in learning.”

 

Inuyasha watched Kagome with a smirk as she struggled with a comeback. “I'm sorry Mr. Hollingsworth; you can call my mom if you want to...”

 

“Don't apologize to me, apologize to yourself for getting an F in class participation today.” He turned towards the class. “Now, the reason Donald Trump sold his soul to the communists was simple…”

 

With an embarrassed groan, Kagome ducked her head all the way to her seat. A couple girls in the back of the class were pointing with their pencils at Kagome and whispering to each other. They stopped when they noticed her stare.

 

Inuyasha had an ingenious technique of getting Kagome's attention; here is how he did it. He took out his phone under the desk and cruised through his address book. Once he found the right number, he hit the call button and watched as a girl four rows in front of him jumped slightly. She looked down at her phone-which she kept clipped onto her shorts- and glanced back at Inuyasha questioningly. He pointed towards Kagome, mouthing `Get Kagome' over and over. She rolled her eyes, gave Kagome a tap, and returned to her studies. He saw Kagome look back.

 

`What happened?' he mouthed, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Kagome made an ominous gesture with her hands that looked like she was indicating swordfights and the sale of illegal substances. He didn't even want to put it all together. So he waved his hand in dismissal and continued doodling.

 

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“Good morning, sunshine! How are you?” Sango gave Kagome a big hug and kissed her cheek. Kagome smiled and reached into her backpack, pulling out a notebook with writing and stickers all over it. “Ladies and gentlemen,” she opened the notebook and pulled a pen from behind her ear. “I have a laundry list of problems and a newfound, undying love for classic theater.”

 

“Really?” Inuyasha and Sango were in unison.

 

“Well, I was joking about the classic theater bit, but I really am suffering from chronic family schizophrenia.” She paused for a second and resounded that last statement in her head. “Never mind.”

 

“No, Kagome, what's going on? I promise I'll listen.” Sango gave her another hug and continued to cling to her. Inuyasha sat at the picnic table parallel to theirs, yet he was still facing them. “Yeah, Kags. Something was definitely wrong with you this morning.”

 

She smirked, but while opening her mouth to say something, randomly and for no apparent reason, she just burst into tears. “Shit!” she exclaimed in confusion and embarrassment. Inuyasha and Sango hurried to her. “Are you okay? What's wrong?”

 

“Shit, its nothing- trust me, I'm okay!” Kagome turned around on the bench and buried her face in her arms. “Just hold on.” She sobbed.

 

Inuyasha and Sango exchanged confused, yet worried glances. “You know,” Sango began, “if you want, we can skip 5th period and sit in the counselor's office. We can pretend you're having, I don't know, something ridiculous like a family crisis or something.”

 

Kagome turned her head and glared at her. She gulped. “Oh shit, we're fucked.”

 

Inuyasha sat beside her. “What the hell is the problem, Kags? In a nutshell. Oh, hey Diggs, lemme get one of those French fries.” He reached for a fry on his friend's plate. “What's the deal with your family?”

 

“Well,” Kagome sighed. “I've got two divorced parents, a little sister, and a little brother. I live with my sister Rin and my mom. My little brother lives with my unbelievably rich dad, whose also like the vice senator of Montana state. I hate him. When he visits, he acts like this totally cool, nice guy.”

 

“Your parents got divorced a couple years before you moved, right?” Sango asked, recalling memories of Kagome sitting on her porch in tears every night for months. Kagome nodded. “Yeah, years ago when we were kids.”

 

“Why'd they get divorced?” Inuyasha asked.

 

Kagome burst into fake, lifeless laughter. “They fought every other night since the day I was BORN, Inuyasha. I don't know why. Here we were, living in the heart of suburbia where everything is supposed to be perfect, than you've got my dad and mom, the noisiest people alive. I love my little brother Sota, but when they fought in court, dad won full custody of him. Fucking asshole.”

 

“I remember Sotapop! Oh my god, what a little brat. He's gotta be like, ten or eleven now. Right?” Sango smiled big. She used to call him Sotapop as a joke. Kagome shrugged. “Just turned eleven. I sent him a variety of Yu-Gi-Oh cards and some candy. Dad probably burned the shit, though. He would, too. That's just the way he is. Sango, you remember him.”

 

“Yeah, of course I do. He was so nice to us!”

 

“I know he was. That was mostly a cover-up.” Kagome sighed. “Well, the reason I was late was because my mom's been on the phone with him since 9 o'clock last night and he isn't sending us the $500 in child support that he knows he owes mom.”

 

“What a dick. How about we talk about something a little more colorful? Like, what are we going to do after school? I was thinking we could walk straight to Barnes & Noble and steal some shit…”

 

“Can't…I have to talk about something with my mom. It's really serious.”

 

“Oh, what the fuck. She's probably just gonna bitch about how you need to get a job. Just come over.” Sango said. Inuyasha nodded. “Yeah, blow her off.”

 

“Guys, this is my mother! I can't just “blow her off”. That would be rude and a little to ballsy for Kagome Higurashi.” Kagome put away her things and stood up. “Which, by the way, do you like this outfit? I put it together myself from old clothes. Notice the ripped fishnet shirt over the white stockings on my arms and this adorable old Emily the Strange shirt. I honestly think Emily the Strange is just a bullshit brand for little wannabe middle school girls to buy and look all badass, but hey, I bought this in Middle School to look all badass, so I'm one to talk.”

 

“It's a cute outfit.” Again in unison.

 

“Thanks!” Kagome winked as the bell to go to class rang. People flooded all around them. “Alright, awesome. See you guys after school!” she skipped away towards the east building.

 

“Something's obviously gotten to her…” Sango stated queerly.

 

“You got me.” Inuyasha shrugged and turned away.

 

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“Baby, I tried to tell you this morning…Oh, please stop that crying! It isn't permanent, you'll come back here soon! Baby…”

 

“I'm not g-going back t-t-to MONTANA. I'll kill myself before I go live with dad again, mom!” Kagome threw her fists into her pillow, making a thudding sound. The scene was her room, around five o'clock, with her mother leaning against the doorway and Kagome sitting cross-legged on her bed with a pillow under her elbows.

 

She'd just heard that she'd have to go and live in Montana until her mother could find a job. Sweeping hair at Great Clips just wasn't enough, with gas prices and food. But Kagome just wasn't up to leaving her new friends.

 

“Sweetie, listen to me,” her mom sat on the edge of the bed, making a failed attempt at TLC, only to get her hand smacked with a brush that Kagome quickly swiped from the nightstand. “I know how you must feel right now, but I can't afford to-”

 

Knock, knock, knock.

 

“Who the hell is that?” there was a knock at the door. Kagome looked up. “Great, maybe its my friends, coming to save me from getting SENT AWAY.” She jumped to her feet and stormed out of her room.

 

“God, Sango, Inuyasha, please…” she panted when she arrived at the front door. She was smiling dully when she swung it open.

 

Shock.

 

“…Sota?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Author's Note- Yeah, I know, fucking weird ending there. Sorry about that. At least it wont be a cliffhanger, because you lucky bastards get to fucking read the next one, because by the time the internet comes back on, I'll have already TYPED IT.

 

-Katie Blue