InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Closed Door Just Might Open ❯ beneficial to the school, but not Kagome ( Chapter 16 )

I'm sorry guys. I'm so sorry for being gone for so long and leaving you in doubt of my ever coming back. So I'm happy to say that I'm back. But school's starting back up in two weeks, so I don't know how much you'll get out of me. I'm very sorry guys.

 

That was written before school started and I'm halfway through my second quarter, so you can ignore that. High school does this to me. I never thought it would be so time consuming. Can't tell you how soon I'll be able to update the next time.

 

Thanks to Brandospands and kokoronagomu for reviewing. Thanks for the love.

 

On with the story.

 

The Closed Door Just Might Open

 

Chapter 16: beneficial to the school, but not Kagome

 

(PoV change)

 

I feel like everyone has noticed the shift in me. Especially Kikyo. Even though I know it's not possible. But it's like she just senses that my feelings for him have changed `cause she keeps dragging him away to go on a date or something. I really don't care. Well, I care a little because I like him, but I don't care because if she drags him away more, that could give me a chance to get over him. Wouldn't that be great?

 

Well, enough about that. What I wanted to talk about was this carnival the school is putting on to raise money for our prom budget. And I have to be involved because I'm in student council. I do not want to do this. One: I couldn't care less about the prom. Two: I hate student council. And three: any carnival done by the school is something I do not want to participate in. But I have to. Thank you, mother dearest.

 

For once, I actually told Sango all about it. Not my nervous feelings about working on something else personally with Inuyasha. I won't be telling her about those just yet. Maybe never. What I told her was what we had to do for the carnival, and how I really don't want to take part in it. I thought she'd be a true friend to me and understand me. But no, it was not to be!

 

“I think it's a good idea,” she told me.

 

“I know, right?” I answered without hesitation, anticipating her answer. Then I processed what she said, “Wait, what did you say?”

 

“It sounds like a good idea,” she reiterated.

 

Then I explode. “How can you say that? It's a terrible idea!”

 

And she sounds so sensible. “Why is it a terrible idea?”

 

“Because it—ah—it just—” I hate being impulsive. It only occurred to me after I started talking that I didn't want to reveal any more to Sango.

 

“It just is, ok?” I decided to reply with. Lame, but it'll have to do.

 

“Ok.” Unconvinced. “But why does this sound so bad to you? Remember, you used to love this stuff? And this one sounds like a lot of fun. Fun games, a skateboarding tournament. What's not to love?” She doesn't understand, and she was the only one I thought could. I mean, of course she doesn't understand. She doesn't know everything. But she should just understand because she's my friend and that's that. Is that too much to ask?

 

“You might even like it.” Doubt it.

 

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Mrs. Sayakon was holding another meeting before our carnival to finalize jobs between the student council members. I would like to get the simplest job there is, with minimal participation required. It seemed like that was going to work out for me perfectly, but fate had other plans.

 

“Now, we need someone to take pictures of the event. Normally, anyone could do this, but this year, our cameras are not as great quality as they once were and we haven't been able to buy new ones. So anyone who wants to be the cameraman would need to bring his or her own good quality camera. Would anyone here be able to do that?” Mrs. Sayakon was wrapping up.

 

“Well, Kagome has a camera,” Inuyasha blurts all of a sudden. I don't know if that was impulsive or he's trying to get back at me for something. He better hope it wasn't the latter.

 

“What do you say, Kagome? Would you be the cameraperson? It would really help.” Why does Mrs. Sayakon have to be one of those teachers you can't say “no” to? Well, maybe you can, but you'd sure feel guilty afterward.

 

“Sure, I'll do it. Sounds like fun,” is what I said on the outside, when I'm really saying, “God no! How can I get out of this?”

 

“Great! Thank you so much, Kagome,” Mrs. Sayakon said happily.

 

I smiled falsely.

 

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I think Inuyasha realized what he had done because as soon as the meeting was over he zipped out of the classroom before I could catch him. Well, fine. I'll get him later. Now I have to prepare my camera for the big event. Ugh, thanks so much, Yash.

 

So the next day I arrive at the carnival. A little late considering on how many people are already having good times. Well, I'll have to find Mrs. Sayakon first to get my credit for today. I find her working a cotton candy machine.

 

“Mrs. Sayakon—” I start. She sees the camera in my hands and inspects it for a moment.

 

“Excellent, excellent. This will be perfect. Go ahead, Kagome,” she said and then resumed to her cotton candy.

 

So I do. I take pictures of the littlest kids, brought along by their parents and older siblings, having a good time playing the games. Pictures of the couples hand in hand, one dragging the other to a different ride. Pictures of the rides going at high speed. Well, as high speed as our budget would allow. That may be about 50-mph. Hey; at least the pictures won't be too blurry for those. And finally, the skateboarding tournament.

 

I'd been trying to avoid this, but we need pictures for the most popular and talked about event at our carnival. But what if, as soon as I see Inuyasha, I mess up the pictures completely. Does that sound like a lame excuse? Am I just lying to myself?

 

I might as well just go. I push through the crowd to the front; excusing my rudeness by telling them I'm the cameraperson and need to be in the front. I make sure my camera is fully loaded for this spectacle and prepare to watch the magic happen.

 

One thing that surprised me was I never knew Inuyasha was a skateboarder. And a good one at that. He doesn't look it, though. Well, I shouldn't judge a book by its cover. But I don't know why he didn't tell me. Is it just something he does to pass the time or does he really love it? Either way, he's spent enough time to be good at it.

 

I found a bright side to all this. I can look at Inuyasha all I want right now and it will be perfectly acceptable. I just have to remember to take pictures every now and then. Just when I thought I had all I needed, I saw Inuyasha go up for a big trick. It shouldn't worry me because he's so experienced, but I saw him coming back down still turning in a way that made me think he'd hit his head on the ramp. I can't explain it, I don't know skateboarding terms. My heart sped up and I could feel my breath coming out shorter in fear for him. I unconsciously moved forward if I needed to somehow save him. But he amazed us all. His head missing the ramp fractionally, he came back around and skidded to a stop at the bottom, ending his show.

 

The crowd erupted in applause, but I could feel myself frozen there. And he could see me clearly in the front.

 

“Did I scare you?” I heard his smug voice above everyone. It brought me out of my trance for once. I put on a cool façade.

 

“Ha. You wish,” I replied and then walked away. I went to find Mrs. Sayakon to tell her I was done and heading home.

 

“Ok. Thank you for all your help today, Kagome. Would you mind developing those for me?” she asked.

 

“Sure.” I might as well.

 

“Doubles, please,” I heard her voice as I was heading towards the exit.

 

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So I wouldn't have to think about this day any longer than necessary, I decided to develop the pictures tonight. Mom let me use the basement like Dad used to. I was almost done when the door creaked open.

 

“I said not to disturb me until I was done.”

 

“I was never told this,” the voice answered. Deep and rough. His voice. Damn.

 

“Either come in or go out.” He chose to come in.

 

“So you're developing the pictures?” he asked.

 

“Yep,” I answered in an unintentionally clipped voice. Hopefully he didn't catch it.

 

“Your mom said I could find you here.” Mom, I growled to myself internally.

 

“So how's it coming along?” he questioned.

 

“Alright. Wanna see?” I offered. He came up beside me and looked at some already hung up.

 

“Hey, I look good.” I smacked him in the arm.

 

“Don't get cocky.”

 

“Get?” Ok, he has me there. I shake my head and roll my eyes.

 

“I like that one,” I say, pointing to the couple anxious to go on the next ride.

 

“Why? Because you don't have one?” he teases.

 

“Oh shut up.” You're the only one I want one with anyway. Yeah, like I'll ever tell him that.

 

“You did a good job today,” he compliments.

 

“So did you. Where did you learn to skate like that?”

 

“Natural talent,” he gloats. Lie.

 

“I'm gonna find out,” and as I say this, I see something flash across his eyes. I can't be certain. We are in a dark room.

 

“Well, I'll stop disturbing your work now. See you later, Kagome.” He hesitates for a second and then decides to peck me on the cheek before he leaves. I'm left watching him, my cheek burning, and my face frozen in a state of shock.

 

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Wow, a strictly Kagome chapter. How'd you like it after so long? Sorry, it wasn't very long. I really don't know skateboarding terms or tricks and I really don't know how to develop pictures, and I didn't have Internet access during writing this so I couldn't look them up and use them. But TV gave me some knowledge. Anyway, there you go. Until next time.