InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Stream of Consciousness: A LiveJournal Collection ❯ My Empty Head ( Chapter 7 )

Title: My Empty Head

Community: First Tweak

Theme: Empty

Place Earned: 1st

Genre: Romance, introspective

Rating: PG-13

Word count: 600

Warnings: language

 

 

My Empty Head

 

After a long day of shard hunting, fighting youkai, and getting osuwarid, I decide to try something new. I'm resting in the branches of a comfy tree, just sitting back and emptying my head for awhile. I don't know what the others believe I'm thinking about, and I don't care. This is ME time, the only opportunity I get to escape from my insane life for a few minutes. The wench's nagging, the bouzu constantly being an insufferable pervert, and the brat's annoying habit of getting me in trouble…it literally drives me crazy, you know? I start by simply clearing my mind, emptying it of all earthly (and unearthly) concerns. Then, I think about the first thing that comes to mind. So, taking a deep breath, I begin…

 

*empty*

 

What's that rumbling noise? Oh, wait…that's my gut. I guess I'm hungry. Some ramen would be nice, or maybe those fried potatoes! I wonder if Kagome has any in her ba—Stop right there! No thinking about her. I think about her every day, and I don't want to do it now! I clear my mind again…

 

*Empty*

 

That bird is chirping a really nice song. You would never hear me say anything like that aloud; I'm too much of a manly man for that. But I've always enjoyed the simple things in nature. Growing up in the forest will do that to a guy. It's a hundred times better then that stupid modern city in Kagome's era. That place just smells. And of course, she has to go trekking into the middle of it for her `skool' shit, and I have to follow her to make sure she—I mean, the jewel, is safe. Damn trouble-prone wenc— Dah! Stop doing that! I try again…

 

*Empty!*

 

There are bugs flying around my head. I wish I had some of that insect repellant Kagome carries. She bought some of the unscented stuff so I can stand— Dammit…

 

*Empty!!!!*

 

Damn it's hot today! Why do I wear these stupid heavy robes?! The wench is the smart one, just wearing that scrap of cloth she calls a skirt. I wonder if they make them for men? Nah…nobody wants to see hairy-ass legs sticking out from under there. Plus, if a man wore something that short there'd be a problem with the hang down factor. If people don't want to see hairy legs, they most certainly don't want to see hairy balls. Wait…how the hell did I start thinking about this? It's ridiculous anyway. Kagome does wear something under her skirt. I've seen it before (and so has anyone else who's spent more than a day around her). All you need is a good gust of wind and FLASH!!!!!! Not that I enjoy that kind of thing… No, I focus on making sure the true perverts don't see more of her than she would like. Miroku has received more than a few bops on the head from me for trying to catch a glimpse of Kagome's— Oh, son of a…

 

*EMPTY GOD DAMMIT!!!!!!!!!*

 

*sigh*

 

I give up. It's official; I can't STOP thinking about her. No matter what I try, it always goes back to Kagome. There must be something wrong with me. She collars me and treats me like a dog, and I still… But then, she's really nice to me too, more kind than anyone has been since my mother. She cares for me, cries for me when I'm hurt, makes me feel whole again… Maybe that's why I can't empty my head. And you know what? I think I'm happier that way.