InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Somewhere Out There ❯ Everything You Never Wanted ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Anubis_Himura 
The beginning of . . . something unpleasent.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.15.2004 | Updated On: 10.15.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 2.8K | Status: Completed
The beginning of . . . something unpleasent.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 10.15.2004 | Updated On: 10.15.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.6K | Visits: 2.8K | Status: Completed
Authors note from hell: I was going to hold off on posting my newest fic Somewhere Out There however, I really didn't want to. ^_^ I will tell you now, you will get once a week updates for the first two chapters. Then it becomes hard to tell. I don't want you all to be mad but my internet source is going 'byebye' for the winter and mine at home still isn't up. Hopefully I can still update once a week, I cannot guarantee it however. Thank you for your cooperation.
*As you can see I started this a long time ago and I can't hold off any longer if you want to wait till I can update regularly ie my internet is back . Email me and I'll email you when you can read without having to wait forever. Thank you ^-^ and here is chapter one!!!
Somewhere Out There
Chapter 1: Everything You Never Wanted
June 12 2004
~At a diner down on Broadway they make small talk
When she brings his eggs and fills his coffee cup
He jokes about his love life
And tells her he's 'bout ready to give up
That's when she says, "I've been there before
Keep on lookin'
'Cause maybe who you're lookin' for is . . . ~
"Yo Inuyasha," a tall, dark-haired man waved to someone across the bar.
"Sup?!" the man called back. Inuyasha, as he was called, made his way easily to the other side of the room politely side-stepping the dozens of humans who blocked his path. "Hey, what's up?" he repeated, now that his friend could hear him.
"I saw you and I just had to say hi." his friend flashed a dazzling smile and slapped Inuyasha on the shoulder.
"You want to know how it went with Kikyou last night don't you?" the man didn't answer. "Don't you Miroku?"
"Yes, yes Inuyasha I want to know, please tell me!" Miroku pretended to bow and beg to Inuyasha.
"Stop it! You're embarrassing me. Nothing happened. We just wanted to hang out, or, whatever." Inuyasha shrugged and jumped on top of the bar.
"So you are only dating her cause she is the hottest chick in school?"
"Shut up."
"Excuse me, you can't sit up there." Inuyasha looked behind the bar to see a girl addressing him with an 'I am not going to take any of your crap' attitude.
"Are you going to stop me wench?" Inuyasha replied cockily.
"Look, I would really appreciated it if you get off the bar." the girl tried being nice, but he was making it very difficult. She idly noted that she had seen him before.
"Listen Princess,"
"My name is Kagome." she said shortly.
"Fine then. Listen Kagumay, I am Inuyasha Takahashi. I am the ruler of Biohazard High School, and you think you are going to tell me what to do?" Kagome took the time while he was blabbing, to notice that he looked really familiar. He had said that he went to Biohazard, which was her school too. She also noticed by the size of his diamond studded Rolex and his loose fitting blue jeans from the Express, that he obviously came from money. ' Figures, everyone else in that stupid school does'. She mentally rolled her eyes. Realizing that he was done blabbing she spoke up.
"Well Inuyasha Takahashi, I am Kagome Higarashi and this club belongs to my father and if you don't get your grungy ass off the bar I am going to have someone escort you out by your greasy hair. Got that?" Inuyasha scoffed at the girl but jumped off the bar anyway.
"Feh. This place sucks anyway." he rolled his eyes and walked out of the bar.
"That's it, no more teenage night. EVER!" Kagome growled to herself as she turned around and walked into a small room in back of the bar.
"Night Kags."
"Good night Miroku!"
Miroku watched her sulk back to her dads office and then looked to his best friend who was obviously waiting for him outside the bar. He sighed and followed Inuyasha's exit.
"Why do you got to be so mean to everyone Yash?" he asked, lighting a cigarette.
"I am not mean to everyone. I just didn't like her. Besides," he paused and acted as though he were offended, "She said my hair was greasy."
Miroku rolled his eyes and flagged a taxi. "Where to?" the cab driver asked.
"Ninety two Apple Boulevard." Miroku answered.
"You got it." the cab driver was fairly old and he smelled of rotten fruit. Inuyasha ignored this though, since he could smell a lot of things that not many people could.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he had an innate sense of smell and hearing, it had always been so, for as long as he could remember. He vaguely thought for a time that he had dog years as well; but that was when he was little, and he wrote such an odd thing off as being a little kid.
Inuyasha slid a hand through his midnight black hair and absently pulled at some knots that were attempting to form. Miroku watched him vaguely out of the corner of his eye. Inuyasha had been his best friend for some thirteen years. Miroku first met Inuyasha when his parents had a dinner party to welcome the Takahashi's to the neighborhood. Miroku was three then, but remembered the day as though it were yesterday. Inuyasha definitely had dog ears, and the tiniest of fangs. Miroku asked his mommy why he was so different and his mother explained that he was a hanyou, a half demon. Miroku was too young to understand what this was, but he didn't care because Inuyasha was nice and shared his toys. Since that day, Inuyasha had never had dog years again, nor fangs. Miroku often wondered if he had imagined the whole day.
"What?" Inuyasha asked, noticing his friend was looking at him weird.
"Nothing." he smiled and shook his head, looking out his own window. "You like her don't you?"
"That bitch? She is a total wench. I hate that Higarashi chick."
"I meant Kikyou. But Kagome eh? I can see that. Just met her and all ready you can't stop thinking about her." Miroku gave a small chuckle and Inuyasha growled.
"Feh." Inuyasha didn't bother to come up with an intelligent response because he couldn't think of one.
He had more important things to worry about anyway. As Captain of the football team he had to begin looking out for new recruits for next years team. He didn't want to leave a Junior in charge of the new team, but there were no soon-to-be Seniors on the team. He also had to prepare his speech for graduation, which was only two weeks away.
"That'll be twenty two fifty." the cab driver said. Miroku handed the man twenty-three dollars and stepped out of the taxi, mumbling a brief 'thanks'.
"You stayin' over then?" Miroku asked, glancing at Inuyasha.
"Hai. I hate my dad." he followed Miroku into the house, "Hey Miroku," he stopped in the doorway.
"Hai Yash?" Miroku asked, continuing into the main hall.
"Do you think my hair is greasy?" he closed the door behind him.
~*§¤*~
"Great job tonight Kagome. That teenage night idea of yours was a good one." a short, balding man, with stern eyes that held a tiny twinkle, smiled up to his daughter.
"Thanks pappy, but I don't think we should ever do it again." she commented while flipping up a chair onto the bar.
"And why is that?" her father inquired.
"Cause, too many arrogant pricks from my school show up and cause trouble." Kagome explained as though it were the most obvious thing.
"Well that is of no concern. Kagome, this night caused us to make almost twice as much money as we do on an average Saturday. Those rich 'pricks', as you so called them, and watch your language by the way, those kids are what keep us going. Appreciate them Kagome." Kagome pouted at her Father, though his tone was firm and she knew that next week it would be the same thing all over again.
"Yes pappy." she agreed, very reluctantly.
"That's my girl. You can have the day off tomorrow and go to the mall." he slipped fifty dollars in her jacket pocket and smiled kindly as he walked into the back room of the bar. The backroom, which led to a staircase, leading to their loft apartment. Kagome shook her head at her father, she knew they couldn't afford to go spending money on senseless things . . . but that skirt at HotTopic is just too cute for words! Kagome thought to herself. She sighed and clicked off the lights before following her father's exit.
~*~
"Kagome! Kagome! The weekend is over and it's time for you to go to school! Wake up! Wake up!" suddenly, the loudest sound Kagome had ever heard in her life, resonated through her ears, "GET UP!" Kagome snapped her head up and her eyes open to see her father standing next to her bed with a megaphone. Kagome growled and shoved him out of her room.
"I'm up!" she yelled angrily, slamming the door. She could hear her father laughing on the other side of the door, followed by the angelic giggle of her mother. Kagome sighed and got dressed. She decided to wear the new skirt she bought (which was dark green and yellow plaid with lacey frills on the end) with the tank-top she also bought yesterday which was yellow with a green and black plaid strip across the front. Kagome then found her shoes and slipped them on, she knew it would be hard to walk in the heels all day, but she could always take them off under her desk.
Because it was so close to Senior graduation, for the rest of the years all seniors were allowed to dress down. Kagome threw her hair up in a ponytail, leaving random curls out to fall down her neck line and across her face. She then put on her makeup, which consisted of black eye shadow, dark copper lip-gloss, and moisturizers and powders. Finally satisfied with her appearance she grabbed her auk and placed it around her neck.
"KA! GO! ME!" it was her mothers turn to yell through the door. She rolled her eyes and grabbed a fading black hoodie zip-up from the chair.
"I'm coming!" she walked down the hall into the kitchen/dinning room/ living room combo. "You don't have to yell. I can hear you." she rolled her eyes again and her father took in her appearance.
"Why are you wearing that? Where is your uniform?" he didn't mind that his daughter dressed so . . . peculiar, he just didn't like when she tried to get away with it at school.
"The Seniors are graduating in like two weeks. We are allowed to dress down all week." she answered, finally getting away with something in this house.
"Oh, that reminds me. This came for you yesterday, I forgot about it." her mother tossed her a package as her father spoke.
"It . . . " her breath caught in her throat, "It's from Ithaca." she gently traced the outline of her name on the large package.
"Open it! The suspense is killing me!" her mother squealed from beside her husband. Her hand was on his shoulder and he gently put his hand atop hers. Kagome watched her parents, still very much in love, and she sighed happily to herself. If she didn't get in to Ithaca then she could just stay here and be with her parents, and that was okay too.
Kagome turned the package over and used her index finger to rip through the package. She pulled out a letter and closed her eyes as she unfolded it. She felt that it was completely opened and braved opening her eyes. She looked down to see the one word she had always wanted to see 'Congratulations!' she smiled and began jumping up and down happily.
"I GOT IN!" she began hugging her parents and twirling around singing happily. "I'M GOING TO ITHACA!" she continued to read the letter, calming down a bit.
The letter went on to explain about open houses and course registration. She then skipped to the bottom, fees. She saw that her scholarships covered nearly everything, but her heart sank when she saw that her family had to come up with twenty five thousand dollars. Kagome sat on the dinning room table and her good mood was shattered.
"What's wrong dear?" her mother asked. She had been dancing and rejoicing with her husband until she noticed her daughters complete change in mood.
"We can't afford twenty five thousand dollars." Kagome explained.
"Oh sure we can." her mother replied. Kagome didn't respond, she just raised her eyebrow in curiosity.
"Your father and I have been . . . saving, little by little. We had enough money to pay for about ten thousand dollars for each of your college funds. But now, we have twenty thousand for you."
"I can't take money from Souta. It isn't right. I won't do it!" Kagome jumped off the dinning room table and ran out the door.
The cool breeze of the morning felt good on her bare legs and face. It was going to be a warm day though, since it was nearly fifty already. Kagome's thoughts wandered to her brother as she walked to school. Her brother had died when he was five, Kagome was eight. To think, her mother thought she could just give up all of Souta's money and waste it on her. He isn't coming back Kagome. She told herself. It just isn't right. The happiest moment of my life is ruined because I'm poor. Kagome's thoughts were interrupted when she saw her best friend walking toward her. She smiled and pretended everything was fine.
"Guess what? I got in to NYU!" Eri jumped up and down happily.
"Awesome!" Kagome smiled.
"What about you? Have you heard from Ithaca?"
To lie, or not to lie . . . "Hai. I got in." Kagome tried to sound happy.
"That is so great!" Eri hugged her and jumped up and down. Kagome joined her briefly but then continued on their trek to school.
~*§¤*~
"So which one are you going to?" Miroku asked.
"I don't know yet." Inuyasha answered.
"You got to pick soon. You register for classes in like August."
"I know that. Shut up will ya!" Inuyasha shook his head. "Where are you going?"
"Ithaca." he answered quickly.
"How long have you known that?" Inuyasha asked.
"Since about January. I applied for early admission." he shrugged and sat back in his desk.
"And you neglected to tell your best friend? We are suppose to be bros. Feh." Inuyasha followed his friends example and slouched back. Last two weeks of classes . . . like he was going to do anything.
The bell rang and in walked a fairly late Kagome. She snuck in to her seat, thanking Kami that Mrs. Abuska was not in class yet. She began shifting through for her notebook and realized she didn't have a pen.
"Shit." she muttered under her breath. Inuyasha heard this and looked over to the girl. Kouga, soon to be Junior who would be taking over the football team next year, continued to talk about his 'master plan' for the team. Inuyasha stopped listening and realized that the girl looked familiar.
"Here Kagome." a girl handed her a pen and she thanked her.
KAGOME! The wench from the bar! She is in my Psychology class?
"Good morning class!" the teacher projected excitedly.
"Good morning Mrs. Abuska." was the dull response.
"Oh I give up with trying to get a decent response out of you kids. Okay today we are going to finish up with Ted Bundy. Did any body actually read the assignment?" the class decided to look pleasantly confused. Kagome raised her hand bravely however. The teacher smiled and called on her.
"Okay so the criminal mind is completely warped. Ted Bundy was a severely disturbed human, probably do to his lack of family connections. He was in college to become a lawyer and that just goes to show how screwed up our government system is. He basically killed for kicks and because he hated the female population-"
"Lack of family connections?" Mrs. Abuska interrupted.
"Hai. His family was so over loving it was sickening and he just wanted to lash out irrationally. He also hated his mother, and it is written that hating just one member of your parental unit is worse than hating both." Kagome stated matter-of-factly.
"Very good Kagome. Consider that an A on your pop quiz. The rest of you are lucky Ms. Higarashi read the assignment or you'd all have a pop quiz." she looked over her pupils sternly and most of them slinked down deeper into their chairs.
"Now moving on. The criminal mind is not only fascinating and complex, but simple and boring. John Wayne Gayse . . . explain." the teacher looked around the room and saw Inuyasha listening to his head phones. "Inuyasha!" she snapped a ruler on his desk and he jumped at the sudden interruption. "Sorry to interrupt." she stated sarcastically.
"No problem." he smiled and the class laughed collectively.
"Now, explain." he looked confused for a moment before Kouga mouthed to him what the topic was.
"Right. Gayse. He was a psycho. I guess that is why this is psychology right." the class chuckled slightly again and he continued, "The reason he dressed in costume was because he was afraid of what he was doing. Secretly he was nothing like the ruthless murderer people think he is. He used the masks and disguises as a way of clearing his conscience. Not only that, but he was sick from birth. His warped morals strangled his inner psyche and he couldn't take it anymore and snapped, unleashing the killer within." The class applauded his detailed analysis. None of them even knew who John Wayne Gayse was, so he could be completely wrong and they would have no clue. Kagome knew however, she knew all about Gayse, Bundy, Myers, Manson, McVay, Son of Sam . . . all of them . . . and she knew that he was right.
Having someone know as much as she did was bugging her. No one ever knew as much as she did. And since when was he in this class?! She growled in frustration and glared daggers at Inuyasha for the rest of class.
Inuyasha watched Kagome watching him. He realized that she was used to being the smart one, and the fact that he had pulled that analysis out of his ass was a miracle to him. He smiled cockily at her from time to time which only caused her anger to flare higher.
Kagome was thankful for the end of class when she ran out the door to her next class, prepared to get as far away from that arrogant cocky bastard as possible.
~*§¤*~
~ Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there is somebody ~
~*~*~*~
Welcome to my newest story. TSTC is finished and so is Legends. I was going to take a bit of a break but I couldn't too many ideas. Blah. 'War' is up too isn't it? I think so. I always forget. Haha ^_^ Anyway
End of chapter. I like having a bit of lyrics at the beginning and end of each chapter. We'll see how it goes ^_^ Love you guys R/R please and thank you! ^_^
Oh yes, lyrics courtesy of Reba McIntire "Somebody." thank you Reba!
*As you can see I started this a long time ago and I can't hold off any longer if you want to wait till I can update regularly ie my internet is back . Email me and I'll email you when you can read without having to wait forever. Thank you ^-^ and here is chapter one!!!
Somewhere Out There
Chapter 1: Everything You Never Wanted
June 12 2004
~At a diner down on Broadway they make small talk
When she brings his eggs and fills his coffee cup
He jokes about his love life
And tells her he's 'bout ready to give up
That's when she says, "I've been there before
Keep on lookin'
'Cause maybe who you're lookin' for is . . . ~
"Yo Inuyasha," a tall, dark-haired man waved to someone across the bar.
"Sup?!" the man called back. Inuyasha, as he was called, made his way easily to the other side of the room politely side-stepping the dozens of humans who blocked his path. "Hey, what's up?" he repeated, now that his friend could hear him.
"I saw you and I just had to say hi." his friend flashed a dazzling smile and slapped Inuyasha on the shoulder.
"You want to know how it went with Kikyou last night don't you?" the man didn't answer. "Don't you Miroku?"
"Yes, yes Inuyasha I want to know, please tell me!" Miroku pretended to bow and beg to Inuyasha.
"Stop it! You're embarrassing me. Nothing happened. We just wanted to hang out, or, whatever." Inuyasha shrugged and jumped on top of the bar.
"So you are only dating her cause she is the hottest chick in school?"
"Shut up."
"Excuse me, you can't sit up there." Inuyasha looked behind the bar to see a girl addressing him with an 'I am not going to take any of your crap' attitude.
"Are you going to stop me wench?" Inuyasha replied cockily.
"Look, I would really appreciated it if you get off the bar." the girl tried being nice, but he was making it very difficult. She idly noted that she had seen him before.
"Listen Princess,"
"My name is Kagome." she said shortly.
"Fine then. Listen Kagumay, I am Inuyasha Takahashi. I am the ruler of Biohazard High School, and you think you are going to tell me what to do?" Kagome took the time while he was blabbing, to notice that he looked really familiar. He had said that he went to Biohazard, which was her school too. She also noticed by the size of his diamond studded Rolex and his loose fitting blue jeans from the Express, that he obviously came from money. ' Figures, everyone else in that stupid school does'. She mentally rolled her eyes. Realizing that he was done blabbing she spoke up.
"Well Inuyasha Takahashi, I am Kagome Higarashi and this club belongs to my father and if you don't get your grungy ass off the bar I am going to have someone escort you out by your greasy hair. Got that?" Inuyasha scoffed at the girl but jumped off the bar anyway.
"Feh. This place sucks anyway." he rolled his eyes and walked out of the bar.
"That's it, no more teenage night. EVER!" Kagome growled to herself as she turned around and walked into a small room in back of the bar.
"Night Kags."
"Good night Miroku!"
Miroku watched her sulk back to her dads office and then looked to his best friend who was obviously waiting for him outside the bar. He sighed and followed Inuyasha's exit.
"Why do you got to be so mean to everyone Yash?" he asked, lighting a cigarette.
"I am not mean to everyone. I just didn't like her. Besides," he paused and acted as though he were offended, "She said my hair was greasy."
Miroku rolled his eyes and flagged a taxi. "Where to?" the cab driver asked.
"Ninety two Apple Boulevard." Miroku answered.
"You got it." the cab driver was fairly old and he smelled of rotten fruit. Inuyasha ignored this though, since he could smell a lot of things that not many people could.
He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he had an innate sense of smell and hearing, it had always been so, for as long as he could remember. He vaguely thought for a time that he had dog years as well; but that was when he was little, and he wrote such an odd thing off as being a little kid.
Inuyasha slid a hand through his midnight black hair and absently pulled at some knots that were attempting to form. Miroku watched him vaguely out of the corner of his eye. Inuyasha had been his best friend for some thirteen years. Miroku first met Inuyasha when his parents had a dinner party to welcome the Takahashi's to the neighborhood. Miroku was three then, but remembered the day as though it were yesterday. Inuyasha definitely had dog ears, and the tiniest of fangs. Miroku asked his mommy why he was so different and his mother explained that he was a hanyou, a half demon. Miroku was too young to understand what this was, but he didn't care because Inuyasha was nice and shared his toys. Since that day, Inuyasha had never had dog years again, nor fangs. Miroku often wondered if he had imagined the whole day.
"What?" Inuyasha asked, noticing his friend was looking at him weird.
"Nothing." he smiled and shook his head, looking out his own window. "You like her don't you?"
"That bitch? She is a total wench. I hate that Higarashi chick."
"I meant Kikyou. But Kagome eh? I can see that. Just met her and all ready you can't stop thinking about her." Miroku gave a small chuckle and Inuyasha growled.
"Feh." Inuyasha didn't bother to come up with an intelligent response because he couldn't think of one.
He had more important things to worry about anyway. As Captain of the football team he had to begin looking out for new recruits for next years team. He didn't want to leave a Junior in charge of the new team, but there were no soon-to-be Seniors on the team. He also had to prepare his speech for graduation, which was only two weeks away.
"That'll be twenty two fifty." the cab driver said. Miroku handed the man twenty-three dollars and stepped out of the taxi, mumbling a brief 'thanks'.
"You stayin' over then?" Miroku asked, glancing at Inuyasha.
"Hai. I hate my dad." he followed Miroku into the house, "Hey Miroku," he stopped in the doorway.
"Hai Yash?" Miroku asked, continuing into the main hall.
"Do you think my hair is greasy?" he closed the door behind him.
~*§¤*~
"Great job tonight Kagome. That teenage night idea of yours was a good one." a short, balding man, with stern eyes that held a tiny twinkle, smiled up to his daughter.
"Thanks pappy, but I don't think we should ever do it again." she commented while flipping up a chair onto the bar.
"And why is that?" her father inquired.
"Cause, too many arrogant pricks from my school show up and cause trouble." Kagome explained as though it were the most obvious thing.
"Well that is of no concern. Kagome, this night caused us to make almost twice as much money as we do on an average Saturday. Those rich 'pricks', as you so called them, and watch your language by the way, those kids are what keep us going. Appreciate them Kagome." Kagome pouted at her Father, though his tone was firm and she knew that next week it would be the same thing all over again.
"Yes pappy." she agreed, very reluctantly.
"That's my girl. You can have the day off tomorrow and go to the mall." he slipped fifty dollars in her jacket pocket and smiled kindly as he walked into the back room of the bar. The backroom, which led to a staircase, leading to their loft apartment. Kagome shook her head at her father, she knew they couldn't afford to go spending money on senseless things . . . but that skirt at HotTopic is just too cute for words! Kagome thought to herself. She sighed and clicked off the lights before following her father's exit.
~*~
"Kagome! Kagome! The weekend is over and it's time for you to go to school! Wake up! Wake up!" suddenly, the loudest sound Kagome had ever heard in her life, resonated through her ears, "GET UP!" Kagome snapped her head up and her eyes open to see her father standing next to her bed with a megaphone. Kagome growled and shoved him out of her room.
"I'm up!" she yelled angrily, slamming the door. She could hear her father laughing on the other side of the door, followed by the angelic giggle of her mother. Kagome sighed and got dressed. She decided to wear the new skirt she bought (which was dark green and yellow plaid with lacey frills on the end) with the tank-top she also bought yesterday which was yellow with a green and black plaid strip across the front. Kagome then found her shoes and slipped them on, she knew it would be hard to walk in the heels all day, but she could always take them off under her desk.
Because it was so close to Senior graduation, for the rest of the years all seniors were allowed to dress down. Kagome threw her hair up in a ponytail, leaving random curls out to fall down her neck line and across her face. She then put on her makeup, which consisted of black eye shadow, dark copper lip-gloss, and moisturizers and powders. Finally satisfied with her appearance she grabbed her auk and placed it around her neck.
"KA! GO! ME!" it was her mothers turn to yell through the door. She rolled her eyes and grabbed a fading black hoodie zip-up from the chair.
"I'm coming!" she walked down the hall into the kitchen/dinning room/ living room combo. "You don't have to yell. I can hear you." she rolled her eyes again and her father took in her appearance.
"Why are you wearing that? Where is your uniform?" he didn't mind that his daughter dressed so . . . peculiar, he just didn't like when she tried to get away with it at school.
"The Seniors are graduating in like two weeks. We are allowed to dress down all week." she answered, finally getting away with something in this house.
"Oh, that reminds me. This came for you yesterday, I forgot about it." her mother tossed her a package as her father spoke.
"It . . . " her breath caught in her throat, "It's from Ithaca." she gently traced the outline of her name on the large package.
"Open it! The suspense is killing me!" her mother squealed from beside her husband. Her hand was on his shoulder and he gently put his hand atop hers. Kagome watched her parents, still very much in love, and she sighed happily to herself. If she didn't get in to Ithaca then she could just stay here and be with her parents, and that was okay too.
Kagome turned the package over and used her index finger to rip through the package. She pulled out a letter and closed her eyes as she unfolded it. She felt that it was completely opened and braved opening her eyes. She looked down to see the one word she had always wanted to see 'Congratulations!' she smiled and began jumping up and down happily.
"I GOT IN!" she began hugging her parents and twirling around singing happily. "I'M GOING TO ITHACA!" she continued to read the letter, calming down a bit.
The letter went on to explain about open houses and course registration. She then skipped to the bottom, fees. She saw that her scholarships covered nearly everything, but her heart sank when she saw that her family had to come up with twenty five thousand dollars. Kagome sat on the dinning room table and her good mood was shattered.
"What's wrong dear?" her mother asked. She had been dancing and rejoicing with her husband until she noticed her daughters complete change in mood.
"We can't afford twenty five thousand dollars." Kagome explained.
"Oh sure we can." her mother replied. Kagome didn't respond, she just raised her eyebrow in curiosity.
"Your father and I have been . . . saving, little by little. We had enough money to pay for about ten thousand dollars for each of your college funds. But now, we have twenty thousand for you."
"I can't take money from Souta. It isn't right. I won't do it!" Kagome jumped off the dinning room table and ran out the door.
The cool breeze of the morning felt good on her bare legs and face. It was going to be a warm day though, since it was nearly fifty already. Kagome's thoughts wandered to her brother as she walked to school. Her brother had died when he was five, Kagome was eight. To think, her mother thought she could just give up all of Souta's money and waste it on her. He isn't coming back Kagome. She told herself. It just isn't right. The happiest moment of my life is ruined because I'm poor. Kagome's thoughts were interrupted when she saw her best friend walking toward her. She smiled and pretended everything was fine.
"Guess what? I got in to NYU!" Eri jumped up and down happily.
"Awesome!" Kagome smiled.
"What about you? Have you heard from Ithaca?"
To lie, or not to lie . . . "Hai. I got in." Kagome tried to sound happy.
"That is so great!" Eri hugged her and jumped up and down. Kagome joined her briefly but then continued on their trek to school.
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"So which one are you going to?" Miroku asked.
"I don't know yet." Inuyasha answered.
"You got to pick soon. You register for classes in like August."
"I know that. Shut up will ya!" Inuyasha shook his head. "Where are you going?"
"Ithaca." he answered quickly.
"How long have you known that?" Inuyasha asked.
"Since about January. I applied for early admission." he shrugged and sat back in his desk.
"And you neglected to tell your best friend? We are suppose to be bros. Feh." Inuyasha followed his friends example and slouched back. Last two weeks of classes . . . like he was going to do anything.
The bell rang and in walked a fairly late Kagome. She snuck in to her seat, thanking Kami that Mrs. Abuska was not in class yet. She began shifting through for her notebook and realized she didn't have a pen.
"Shit." she muttered under her breath. Inuyasha heard this and looked over to the girl. Kouga, soon to be Junior who would be taking over the football team next year, continued to talk about his 'master plan' for the team. Inuyasha stopped listening and realized that the girl looked familiar.
"Here Kagome." a girl handed her a pen and she thanked her.
KAGOME! The wench from the bar! She is in my Psychology class?
"Good morning class!" the teacher projected excitedly.
"Good morning Mrs. Abuska." was the dull response.
"Oh I give up with trying to get a decent response out of you kids. Okay today we are going to finish up with Ted Bundy. Did any body actually read the assignment?" the class decided to look pleasantly confused. Kagome raised her hand bravely however. The teacher smiled and called on her.
"Okay so the criminal mind is completely warped. Ted Bundy was a severely disturbed human, probably do to his lack of family connections. He was in college to become a lawyer and that just goes to show how screwed up our government system is. He basically killed for kicks and because he hated the female population-"
"Lack of family connections?" Mrs. Abuska interrupted.
"Hai. His family was so over loving it was sickening and he just wanted to lash out irrationally. He also hated his mother, and it is written that hating just one member of your parental unit is worse than hating both." Kagome stated matter-of-factly.
"Very good Kagome. Consider that an A on your pop quiz. The rest of you are lucky Ms. Higarashi read the assignment or you'd all have a pop quiz." she looked over her pupils sternly and most of them slinked down deeper into their chairs.
"Now moving on. The criminal mind is not only fascinating and complex, but simple and boring. John Wayne Gayse . . . explain." the teacher looked around the room and saw Inuyasha listening to his head phones. "Inuyasha!" she snapped a ruler on his desk and he jumped at the sudden interruption. "Sorry to interrupt." she stated sarcastically.
"No problem." he smiled and the class laughed collectively.
"Now, explain." he looked confused for a moment before Kouga mouthed to him what the topic was.
"Right. Gayse. He was a psycho. I guess that is why this is psychology right." the class chuckled slightly again and he continued, "The reason he dressed in costume was because he was afraid of what he was doing. Secretly he was nothing like the ruthless murderer people think he is. He used the masks and disguises as a way of clearing his conscience. Not only that, but he was sick from birth. His warped morals strangled his inner psyche and he couldn't take it anymore and snapped, unleashing the killer within." The class applauded his detailed analysis. None of them even knew who John Wayne Gayse was, so he could be completely wrong and they would have no clue. Kagome knew however, she knew all about Gayse, Bundy, Myers, Manson, McVay, Son of Sam . . . all of them . . . and she knew that he was right.
Having someone know as much as she did was bugging her. No one ever knew as much as she did. And since when was he in this class?! She growled in frustration and glared daggers at Inuyasha for the rest of class.
Inuyasha watched Kagome watching him. He realized that she was used to being the smart one, and the fact that he had pulled that analysis out of his ass was a miracle to him. He smiled cockily at her from time to time which only caused her anger to flare higher.
Kagome was thankful for the end of class when she ran out the door to her next class, prepared to get as far away from that arrogant cocky bastard as possible.
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~ Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there is somebody ~
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Welcome to my newest story. TSTC is finished and so is Legends. I was going to take a bit of a break but I couldn't too many ideas. Blah. 'War' is up too isn't it? I think so. I always forget. Haha ^_^ Anyway
End of chapter. I like having a bit of lyrics at the beginning and end of each chapter. We'll see how it goes ^_^ Love you guys R/R please and thank you! ^_^
Oh yes, lyrics courtesy of Reba McIntire "Somebody." thank you Reba!