InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Sketch Pad ❯ Impasto ( Chapter 3 )
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By: sexy_capricorn 
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.12.2010 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 2.6K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Angst | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 02.12.2010 | Pages: 4 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 2.6K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: See Chp. 1
Chapter 3: Impasto
Kagome chewed her fingernails as she sat in the far back corner of her fifth period class.
He saw me. He SAW me. She internally emphasized. Kagome was a nervous wreck giving the fact that InuYasha saw her painting, and to top the day off, she left her “InuYasha” sketch pad in the art room because she was so startled by his voice that she just booked it.
He saw my painting! He even complimented it! Kagome inwardly shouted. He didn’t seem to notice her. Or did he? She looked over to him, hoping she could read his mind.
InuYasha was dazed in his thoughts of the girl that seem to be obsessed with him. She was super cute, too. He never thought of himself that interesting that someone would actually take time out of their day to draw him in several different ways. He couldn’t grasp the concept since he wasn’t popular, didn’t play any sports, wasn’t smart. He was just….there. So, for such a beautiful girl to consider him important….touched him. He had to find her because he was smitten
He looked over to Miroku’s empty desk. He wondered where he was.
Her long, muscular legs had his waist in a vice like grip while her heels dug into his butt.
“Gods, Sango. It’s so good.” Miroku groaned her tight heat enveloped his length creating the feeling of warmth that traveled from the tips of his hair follicles to the ends of his toes.
“Harder.” She uttered.
Miroku complied as he gripped her incredible strong thighs and increased his pace. He didn’t know how much longer he could last inside her, especially when it felt this good.
Nothing should feel this good. He thought.
“San, I’m…I think…”He couldn’t get the words out fast enough before he spilled into the latex that protected her egg from his seed. “Shit.” He groaned before his body convulsed then relaxed against her frame. He placed his forehead in the crook of neck, loving the gentle perfume that was still present on her soft, delectable skin.
“Miroku.” Sango sighed before releasing one leg while still having the other hang off of him. “That was great.”
“I’m sorry.” He admitted. “I lost control.”
Sango gave an honest smile. “It was fine, Miroku.” She said before setting down her other leg.
“I’ll be better next time, I swear.”
She pushed him off of her slightly enough so they were eye to eye. “You were fine. Stop worrying.” She said softly before placing a gentle kiss to his lips.
“How did I end up with someone as perfect as you?” He asked not only her, but inwardly the heavens as well, simply, because he was baffled by it.
Again, she gave him an honest smile. “You’re so sweet. Besides,” She said before walking over the bench to pick her jeans. “You are a million times better than our first time.” She said as she swiftly jumped into her pants.
“Low blow, San.” Miroku said as he pulled up his pants.
“It’s a good thing. I have hope for you.”
It wasn’t there.
She immediately panicked before searching the entire classroom. Her classmates looked at her as if she was nuts.
“What’s wrong with her?” A student muttered.
It wasn’t anywhere!
So, to conclude this search, her sketch pad that was filled with drawings of InuYasha was floating somewhere in this school.
“Nooooo!!!!” She yelled before falling to her knees in defeat.
“Something is definitely wrong with her.”
The only logical thing to think was that it was somewhere in the art room, but she searched vigorously through each inch of space.
Kagome sighed before studying the chipped paint on her ceiling and falling asleep.
InuYasha hadn’t said one word to her or even look her way. Maybe he didn’t recognize her without her sock cap and hoody.
Hopefully, this was the case
Kagome eyes wandered over to her one sided love in question. He was looking very cute today in simple jeans and snug black t-shirt that showed off his muscular figure. It would be a great day to draw him…as a biker. But she couldn’t because her sketch pad was missing. Then suddenly…something…caught her eye.
Something similar to multicolored stickers on the face of a tall…..SKETCH BOOK!!!
Kagome began to sweat profusely. ‘My pad! He has my pad! Oh, dear God!’ She immediately leaned forward to hear the conversation between InuYasha and Miroku.
“What is wrong with you?” Miroku inquired as he watched his friend over the past day admiring a weird notebook with stickers on it.
“Huh?” InuYasha said coming out of his daydream of his mystery lady doing to him the things girls her age shouldn’t do.
“You’ve been spaced out lately. What’s up?”
InuYasha shook his head. “Nothing’s up. Where were you yesterday?”
Miroku slightly blushed. “Well,” He then immediately shook his head. “Don’t try and change the subject. I know when something is bothering you.”
InuYasha sighed in failure. “You’re right. I was walking the halls yesterday and I looked inside the art room and saw this beautiful girl painting.”
Kagome heart thumped in her chest at the fact that InuYasha, her unrequited love, called her…beautiful.
“That’s where they usually paint.” Miroku said. “So, you’re telling me some art freak has got you daydreaming like a lovesick school boy.”
“That’s not all. I complimented her painting. When she saw me, she just freaked out and ran. She left this.” InuYasha said holding up the notebook.
Kagome eyes wandered over to her pad.
“So?” Miroku asked. He didn’t know where InuYasha was going with this.
“Look through it.” InuYasha said as he handed it over to Miroku.
“No.” Kagome accidentally blurted.
InuYasha looked up and around, but not behind. “Did you hear that?”
Miroku shook his head before looking through the drawings. “Fuck!” Miroku blew up before realizing that he was class.
“Sssh!” InuYasha stressed.
“Sorry, man, but you can understand how this completely caught me off guard. They’re all of you!” He exclaimed.
“Don’t you think I know that?”
Miroku nodded his head. “She’s pretty good. She nailed you.” He said before flipping to the next page. “Ha! She drew you as a matador.”
InuYasha shook his head.
“She drew you as gang member?!” Miroku said before falling over in hushed laughter. “She’s funny. I like her already.”
Kagome sighed before smiling.
Her light breath wafted across the back of InuYasha’s neck making him smack his neck thinking it was a bug or something. “What the fuck? Did you at least hear that?”
“No, maybe something’s wrong with your hearing or some…..” Miroku’s breath caught and stopped his sentence once he saw the next series of drawings. “Dude, she drew you butt ass naked! I think she might be over exaggerating here.” Miroku said referring to the large appendage between the drawing’s thighs.
InuYasha blushed hotly. “Fuck you. Look, now can you understand that I have to find her?”
“Yeah, so you can bone the shit outta her. Obviously, she’s freak.”
Kagome almost coughed up a lung.
InuYasha looked up to the ceiling then checked his peripherals. “Dude, I keep hearing shit! Tell me you can’t hear that.”
“Honestly, I don’t hear anything. Maybe your secret lover is dead and she’s haunting you.”
Kagome sighed at how the statement was almost true. She wasn’t haunting him. She was, more like, obsessively shadowing, as for the dead part, she wished she was.
“She’s real. I can’t bet on that. I really want to see her again. It’s been driving me insane. She was even in my dreams last night.”
Kagome blushed before leaning in just a tad bit further.
“I think you should. I mean, apparently she’s obsessed with you. You said it yourself, she was cute. Hell, I’d pursue her.”
InuYasha nodded before setting his chin in his hand. “I wish I could, but I don’t know how.”
“It’s easy! Art only has one class and its next hour. Just skip that class and go in to find which girl fits the bill.”
*SMASH!*
Kagome ended up on the floor a little bit different than she usually did.
Her face fell first. Check.
She came out of her shoes. Check
But that’s not all because this particular time, her butt was hanging up in the air.
Miroku and InuYasha immediately parted out of the way once they noticed the girl tumbling towards them.
InuYasha took two seconds, and only two, to admire her ass before shaking his head completely at an immoral thought that flashed through his brain.
“Higurashi?” He asked before grabbing the hood of her sweatshirt and yanking her up off of the floor.
Without the hood, her hair remained unruly under a black sock cap. She shyly looked to the man that towered her. “Sorry.”
InuYasha sighed. Her eyes were so innocent. “Don’t be.” He looked down to her bare feet. “You need to get shoes that actually fit, and then maybe you wouldn’t fall so much.” He said as he patted her head.
Kagome nodded before closing her eyes and indulging in the gentle touch of his hand.
InuYasha shook his head. She’s so weird…in a cute way though. . He looked to her sock cap to find it was exactly like his. He smiled before pointing to his. “Great minds think alike.”
Then the bell rang.
“Dude, come on, if you ever want to find your mystery woman we gotta hurry.” Miroku said dragging InuYasha away from Kagome.
“See ya later, Higurashi!”
There he went.
“Bye, InuYasha.” She squeaked.
“Is it her? She’s cute.” Miroku said point to a girl with a short pixie cut.
“No, she has thick, wild mess of dark brown hair.”
“What about her?” Miroku said pointing to a girl with piercing green eyes.
“Her eyes were the lightest shade of blue.”
“Her?” Miroku said pointing to a heavy set girl.
“She was tiny. Petite.”
Miroku shrugged. “I don’t see her.”
Suddenly, Kagome walked in and InuYasha and Miroku turned towards her.
She arrived scratching her head making her sock cap hang off her head, making her unruly hair be noticed. Since her hooded sweatshirt was outrageously large, it slung to one side revealing her under cami that showed the slightest bit of her small frame. She searched the room before the sun caught her eyes making her sky blue eyes shimmer.
Similar thoughts floated through Miroku and InuYasha’s brain before they quickly shook their heads.
“Could it….?” InuYasha started.
“It couldn’t be.”
“Then who.”
Kagome saw Miroku and InuYasha and immediately dashed towards her seat in the far corner, hiding under her hood.
“She’s so weird.” Miroku commented. “If that’s her….”
InuYasha shook his head. “It can’t be Higurashi. I swear, the girl I saw yesterday was gorgeous”
“Mr. Taisho! Mr. Houshi! What are you doing in my class?”
“Oh, shit. Dude, let’s get outta here.” Miroku suggested and InuYasha nodded in agreement.
“Sorry, Mrs. Ishibashi.” InuYasha bowed as he walked backwards towards the entrance, completely not noticing the giant statue behind him until it was falling to the floor before crashing into fragments.
The entire class gasped.
InuYasha turned around to look at the statue that might have used to resemble a male figure, but now was broken pieces on the ground. “Shit!”
Miroku looked down then back up at his best friend. “Um….gotta go!” He said before dashing out of the class.
“Miroku! Fucking pussy!” He yelled after him.
“Mr. Taisho, you are in big trouble.” Mrs. Ishibashi said as she stalked towards the young man.
“I’m really sorry. I didn’t see it.”
“That’s the figure that my students were supposed to do their midterms on. It cost a lot of money to get it shipped here.”
“Again, I’m sorry. I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”
The art teacher looked over the young man that was dressed in a form fitting t-shirt that accentuated his muscles. “Anything?” Mrs. Ishibashi asked.
InuYasha nodded. “Anything.”
“For this whole semester, you will substitute that statue.”
“Huh?” InuYasha asked not really understanding.
“You will be a live model for this class.”
InuYasha shook his head. “I can’t. I have Chemistry this hour.”
“I have ways to get around that.”
He began to panic. “B-b-but….”
“You said you would do anything.” Mrs. Ishibashi pushed.
“Within reason.” He replied. “I can’t do it. I won’t” He firmly said.
“You model for this class or I suspend you for destroying thousands of dollars worth of school property.
InuYasha sighed in defeat making the art teacher smile. ‘He’ll be perfect.’ She thought
“Mrs. Ishi. What are we going to use as a model?” Yuka asked.
“Yuka, and class, you are all looking at your new model for the semester.” She announced making the girls giggles and making Kagome……
“CLUMP!”
….fall face forward and out of her shoes.
Chapter 3: Impasto
Kagome chewed her fingernails as she sat in the far back corner of her fifth period class.
He saw me. He SAW me. She internally emphasized. Kagome was a nervous wreck giving the fact that InuYasha saw her painting, and to top the day off, she left her “InuYasha” sketch pad in the art room because she was so startled by his voice that she just booked it.
He saw my painting! He even complimented it! Kagome inwardly shouted. He didn’t seem to notice her. Or did he? She looked over to him, hoping she could read his mind.
InuYasha was dazed in his thoughts of the girl that seem to be obsessed with him. She was super cute, too. He never thought of himself that interesting that someone would actually take time out of their day to draw him in several different ways. He couldn’t grasp the concept since he wasn’t popular, didn’t play any sports, wasn’t smart. He was just….there. So, for such a beautiful girl to consider him important….touched him. He had to find her because he was smitten
He looked over to Miroku’s empty desk. He wondered where he was.
(·.·´¯`·)»*«( ·´¯`·.·)
“Yes.” Sango moaned as she clung to back of her boyfriend as he pounded her into the steely lockers of the girl’s locker room.Her long, muscular legs had his waist in a vice like grip while her heels dug into his butt.
“Gods, Sango. It’s so good.” Miroku groaned her tight heat enveloped his length creating the feeling of warmth that traveled from the tips of his hair follicles to the ends of his toes.
“Harder.” She uttered.
Miroku complied as he gripped her incredible strong thighs and increased his pace. He didn’t know how much longer he could last inside her, especially when it felt this good.
Nothing should feel this good. He thought.
“San, I’m…I think…”He couldn’t get the words out fast enough before he spilled into the latex that protected her egg from his seed. “Shit.” He groaned before his body convulsed then relaxed against her frame. He placed his forehead in the crook of neck, loving the gentle perfume that was still present on her soft, delectable skin.
“Miroku.” Sango sighed before releasing one leg while still having the other hang off of him. “That was great.”
“I’m sorry.” He admitted. “I lost control.”
Sango gave an honest smile. “It was fine, Miroku.” She said before setting down her other leg.
“I’ll be better next time, I swear.”
She pushed him off of her slightly enough so they were eye to eye. “You were fine. Stop worrying.” She said softly before placing a gentle kiss to his lips.
“How did I end up with someone as perfect as you?” He asked not only her, but inwardly the heavens as well, simply, because he was baffled by it.
Again, she gave him an honest smile. “You’re so sweet. Besides,” She said before walking over the bench to pick her jeans. “You are a million times better than our first time.” She said as she swiftly jumped into her pants.
“Low blow, San.” Miroku said as he pulled up his pants.
“It’s a good thing. I have hope for you.”
(·.·´¯`·)»*«( ·´¯`·.·)
Kagome hurried her way to her sixth period in hopes of finding her sketch pad. She dashed off into the corner she was earlier and ransacked through her things.It wasn’t there.
She immediately panicked before searching the entire classroom. Her classmates looked at her as if she was nuts.
“What’s wrong with her?” A student muttered.
It wasn’t anywhere!
So, to conclude this search, her sketch pad that was filled with drawings of InuYasha was floating somewhere in this school.
“Nooooo!!!!” She yelled before falling to her knees in defeat.
“Something is definitely wrong with her.”
(·.·´¯`·)»*«( ·´¯`·.·)
Kagome lay defeated on her bed. After falling backwards into her support she was prepared to think. Where could she have left it? It wasn’t in her room because she kept EVERYTHING its place. She even her kept her toiletries alphabetized.The only logical thing to think was that it was somewhere in the art room, but she searched vigorously through each inch of space.
Kagome sighed before studying the chipped paint on her ceiling and falling asleep.
(·.·´¯`·)»*«( ·´¯`·.·)
Kagome sluggishly walked into her fifth period. She was not a happy camper with her sketch pad being god knows where. She moved passed the other desk to reach hers….in the far back corner.InuYasha hadn’t said one word to her or even look her way. Maybe he didn’t recognize her without her sock cap and hoody.
Hopefully, this was the case
Kagome eyes wandered over to her one sided love in question. He was looking very cute today in simple jeans and snug black t-shirt that showed off his muscular figure. It would be a great day to draw him…as a biker. But she couldn’t because her sketch pad was missing. Then suddenly…something…caught her eye.
Something similar to multicolored stickers on the face of a tall…..SKETCH BOOK!!!
Kagome began to sweat profusely. ‘My pad! He has my pad! Oh, dear God!’ She immediately leaned forward to hear the conversation between InuYasha and Miroku.
“What is wrong with you?” Miroku inquired as he watched his friend over the past day admiring a weird notebook with stickers on it.
“Huh?” InuYasha said coming out of his daydream of his mystery lady doing to him the things girls her age shouldn’t do.
“You’ve been spaced out lately. What’s up?”
InuYasha shook his head. “Nothing’s up. Where were you yesterday?”
Miroku slightly blushed. “Well,” He then immediately shook his head. “Don’t try and change the subject. I know when something is bothering you.”
InuYasha sighed in failure. “You’re right. I was walking the halls yesterday and I looked inside the art room and saw this beautiful girl painting.”
Kagome heart thumped in her chest at the fact that InuYasha, her unrequited love, called her…beautiful.
“That’s where they usually paint.” Miroku said. “So, you’re telling me some art freak has got you daydreaming like a lovesick school boy.”
“That’s not all. I complimented her painting. When she saw me, she just freaked out and ran. She left this.” InuYasha said holding up the notebook.
Kagome eyes wandered over to her pad.
“So?” Miroku asked. He didn’t know where InuYasha was going with this.
“Look through it.” InuYasha said as he handed it over to Miroku.
“No.” Kagome accidentally blurted.
InuYasha looked up and around, but not behind. “Did you hear that?”
Miroku shook his head before looking through the drawings. “Fuck!” Miroku blew up before realizing that he was class.
“Sssh!” InuYasha stressed.
“Sorry, man, but you can understand how this completely caught me off guard. They’re all of you!” He exclaimed.
“Don’t you think I know that?”
Miroku nodded his head. “She’s pretty good. She nailed you.” He said before flipping to the next page. “Ha! She drew you as a matador.”
InuYasha shook his head.
“She drew you as gang member?!” Miroku said before falling over in hushed laughter. “She’s funny. I like her already.”
Kagome sighed before smiling.
Her light breath wafted across the back of InuYasha’s neck making him smack his neck thinking it was a bug or something. “What the fuck? Did you at least hear that?”
“No, maybe something’s wrong with your hearing or some…..” Miroku’s breath caught and stopped his sentence once he saw the next series of drawings. “Dude, she drew you butt ass naked! I think she might be over exaggerating here.” Miroku said referring to the large appendage between the drawing’s thighs.
InuYasha blushed hotly. “Fuck you. Look, now can you understand that I have to find her?”
“Yeah, so you can bone the shit outta her. Obviously, she’s freak.”
Kagome almost coughed up a lung.
InuYasha looked up to the ceiling then checked his peripherals. “Dude, I keep hearing shit! Tell me you can’t hear that.”
“Honestly, I don’t hear anything. Maybe your secret lover is dead and she’s haunting you.”
Kagome sighed at how the statement was almost true. She wasn’t haunting him. She was, more like, obsessively shadowing, as for the dead part, she wished she was.
“She’s real. I can’t bet on that. I really want to see her again. It’s been driving me insane. She was even in my dreams last night.”
Kagome blushed before leaning in just a tad bit further.
“I think you should. I mean, apparently she’s obsessed with you. You said it yourself, she was cute. Hell, I’d pursue her.”
InuYasha nodded before setting his chin in his hand. “I wish I could, but I don’t know how.”
“It’s easy! Art only has one class and its next hour. Just skip that class and go in to find which girl fits the bill.”
*SMASH!*
Kagome ended up on the floor a little bit different than she usually did.
Her face fell first. Check.
She came out of her shoes. Check
But that’s not all because this particular time, her butt was hanging up in the air.
Miroku and InuYasha immediately parted out of the way once they noticed the girl tumbling towards them.
InuYasha took two seconds, and only two, to admire her ass before shaking his head completely at an immoral thought that flashed through his brain.
“Higurashi?” He asked before grabbing the hood of her sweatshirt and yanking her up off of the floor.
Without the hood, her hair remained unruly under a black sock cap. She shyly looked to the man that towered her. “Sorry.”
InuYasha sighed. Her eyes were so innocent. “Don’t be.” He looked down to her bare feet. “You need to get shoes that actually fit, and then maybe you wouldn’t fall so much.” He said as he patted her head.
Kagome nodded before closing her eyes and indulging in the gentle touch of his hand.
InuYasha shook his head. She’s so weird…in a cute way though. . He looked to her sock cap to find it was exactly like his. He smiled before pointing to his. “Great minds think alike.”
Then the bell rang.
“Dude, come on, if you ever want to find your mystery woman we gotta hurry.” Miroku said dragging InuYasha away from Kagome.
“See ya later, Higurashi!”
There he went.
“Bye, InuYasha.” She squeaked.
(·.·´¯`·)»*«( ·´¯`·.·)
InuYasha and Miroku dashed to the art room in hopes of finding the mystery girl that drew InuYasha in the nude just for kicks. Once, they arrived, they immediately scanned the room.“Is it her? She’s cute.” Miroku said point to a girl with a short pixie cut.
“No, she has thick, wild mess of dark brown hair.”
“What about her?” Miroku said pointing to a girl with piercing green eyes.
“Her eyes were the lightest shade of blue.”
“Her?” Miroku said pointing to a heavy set girl.
“She was tiny. Petite.”
Miroku shrugged. “I don’t see her.”
Suddenly, Kagome walked in and InuYasha and Miroku turned towards her.
She arrived scratching her head making her sock cap hang off her head, making her unruly hair be noticed. Since her hooded sweatshirt was outrageously large, it slung to one side revealing her under cami that showed the slightest bit of her small frame. She searched the room before the sun caught her eyes making her sky blue eyes shimmer.
Similar thoughts floated through Miroku and InuYasha’s brain before they quickly shook their heads.
“Could it….?” InuYasha started.
“It couldn’t be.”
“Then who.”
Kagome saw Miroku and InuYasha and immediately dashed towards her seat in the far corner, hiding under her hood.
“She’s so weird.” Miroku commented. “If that’s her….”
InuYasha shook his head. “It can’t be Higurashi. I swear, the girl I saw yesterday was gorgeous”
“Mr. Taisho! Mr. Houshi! What are you doing in my class?”
“Oh, shit. Dude, let’s get outta here.” Miroku suggested and InuYasha nodded in agreement.
“Sorry, Mrs. Ishibashi.” InuYasha bowed as he walked backwards towards the entrance, completely not noticing the giant statue behind him until it was falling to the floor before crashing into fragments.
The entire class gasped.
InuYasha turned around to look at the statue that might have used to resemble a male figure, but now was broken pieces on the ground. “Shit!”
Miroku looked down then back up at his best friend. “Um….gotta go!” He said before dashing out of the class.
“Miroku! Fucking pussy!” He yelled after him.
“Mr. Taisho, you are in big trouble.” Mrs. Ishibashi said as she stalked towards the young man.
“I’m really sorry. I didn’t see it.”
“That’s the figure that my students were supposed to do their midterms on. It cost a lot of money to get it shipped here.”
“Again, I’m sorry. I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”
The art teacher looked over the young man that was dressed in a form fitting t-shirt that accentuated his muscles. “Anything?” Mrs. Ishibashi asked.
InuYasha nodded. “Anything.”
“For this whole semester, you will substitute that statue.”
“Huh?” InuYasha asked not really understanding.
“You will be a live model for this class.”
InuYasha shook his head. “I can’t. I have Chemistry this hour.”
“I have ways to get around that.”
He began to panic. “B-b-but….”
“You said you would do anything.” Mrs. Ishibashi pushed.
“Within reason.” He replied. “I can’t do it. I won’t” He firmly said.
“You model for this class or I suspend you for destroying thousands of dollars worth of school property.
InuYasha sighed in defeat making the art teacher smile. ‘He’ll be perfect.’ She thought
“Mrs. Ishi. What are we going to use as a model?” Yuka asked.
“Yuka, and class, you are all looking at your new model for the semester.” She announced making the girls giggles and making Kagome……
“CLUMP!”
….fall face forward and out of her shoes.