InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The Complex ❯ Enter Friendship ( Chapter 6 )

The Complex

 

Chapter 6: Enter Friendship

 

I'd just like to make a shout out to my great beta Seishi Sairensuno. Thank you ever so much. This would most certainly crash and die without you. (*blows a kiss)

 

Disclaimer: 1) a renunciation of any claim to or connection with; 2) disavowal; 3) a statement made to save one's own ass.

 

Can ya name where that disclaimer is from? C'mon people…I'll give ya a hint: think movies.

 

Anyways, me no ownie Inu-chan!

 

On with the show!

 

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Girls night in. The memories of that night will echo throughout the halls of time immortal. What more does one need for a good time than ice cream and goodies, some form of beverage, be it sake or tea, and copious amounts of chocolate. [A.N. mustn't forget the baby carrots!] Nothing in this life is complete without chocolate, it is a sign that the gods love us much.

 

It goes without saying that Kagome and I had plenty of all the things listed above. We also had more; high spirits and secrets to coax out. Let the games begin!

 

First off, let me say this: I am inordinately curious. Give me a hint of a secret, and I will weasel it out; but not before coming up with a conspiracy theory and telling at least 4 people my theory as truth. What can I say, I love knowing things and sharing the wealth. Call me nosy if you will, I call it fun.

 

So with the smoldering glances having passed between my friend and Sir Grumpy, it is unnecessary to say that I wanted in on the knowledge! So I left it to fester. Kagome and I went to the store and bought groceries. We went to my apartment and made dinner (chicken stirfry…yum!) [A.N. that's what I just had…mmm…]. We washed the dishes and dried them. We popped in a movie. And the tension built. I refused to talk of anything that could remotely lead to Inuyasha. We talked of Souta, her brother, and his grades in school. Her own courses in med school, my brother's grades, her cat's obesity, random stuff. Kagome kept giving me funny glances from my oblique manner, but I would not pry…yet.

 

Finally, in the midst of “The Truth About Cats and Dogs” (artfully chosen, ne?), Kagome cracked.

 

“Look, why don't you just ask me about it? It'd be easier on the both of us!”

 

I didn't bother pretending I didn't know what she was talking about. I instantly pounced.

 

“So, what did you think?”

 

Kagome grinned. This was what we had been waiting for. So she positioned the bowl of popcorn for easier reach and started.

 

“Well, the first thing I noticed was the color. I was just watching T.V., when I saw something really bright walk in. It of course was his red hat and coat. I think it needs to be said that red is really his color…it has such a great contrast with his beautiful silver hair, amber eyes and ivory skin…*drool…”

 

I interrupted the drool-fest with several comments.

 

“That's all? You saw him in terms of color? You poor besotted fool. He comes into the restaurant every night that Miroku's on. He's his ride or roommate or something. I can find out.”

 

At my information, this beatified smile appeared upon Kagome's face.

 

“You always know just what I want to know, don't you? I wonder…”

 

Kagome broke off, and started blushing furiously.

 

“Oh no you don't! You do not start a sentence and end up blushing withOUT finishing it! Tell! Give it up girl, do not make me tickle you to death! I will do it…”

 

My fingers poised at the ready, an even redder Kagome finished her statement, albeit quietly.

 

“…I wonder if his hair is the same color all the way down…”

 

I laughed. How could I help it? I laughed until I cried. I love this girl! She's the same age as me, 22, yet is so innocent in so many ways! Still, her question bears merit…

 

“I suppose we could ask him…you know, just get the straight answer…”

 

At my statement, Kagome practically screamed and turned dead white.

 

“OH MY GODS NO! We couldn't do that! It would mean that I…that I was…oh…how could you suggest such a thing?”

 

I just fell back laughing. When she realized that I was (mostly) joking, she started laughing too. Soon the two of us were just a pair of laughing fools, and that's without the alcohol! When we had calmed down, Kagome was the next interrogator.

 

“So, what is it with this Miroku guy and you? Do I need to threaten him not to break my best friends poor little heart? Or are you guys past that?”

 

Now I was the one staring in shock and horror. I had of course passed on my war-stories of work, including one memorable one about the song written about me. Well, more like my ass; and in Spanish to boot! But I hadn't expected return fire from the girl, that's for sure!

 

“What do you mean? That lech? I have nothing to do with him, nor am I interested!”

 

I nodded my head to affirm my statement. Kagome ignored it.

 

“I mean, did you see him staring at you all night? It's an open kitchen, he could plainly see you from his spot. That is, I assume he's the fairly tall, dark haired man with the little ponytail, right?

 

I couldn't answer. I barely managed to nod my head yes. He was…staring at me!? I couldn't quite understand that. This is a good time to mention that I have a really bad self-image. So someone being attracted to me? I find it impossible. Having a steady who shied from all physical contact will do that to a girl. But the wonder of all womanhood kept talking.

 

“Yup, he was following you with his eyes the entire time you were over by the station. And it wasn't just lust, I could tell. It's not just your ass he has the attraction for. Girl, you gotta do something about this! Make it work!”

 

It was here that I found my voice.

 

“Oh yeah Dr. Ruth? What about your own love life? You can't even keep that straight, and you're worrying about mine? Nice try sweetheart! No, as I said before, Miroku and I don't have a relationship and as a matter of fact, we…”

 

I was ruthlessly cut off by my new ex-best friend…not.

 

“Take your own advice! Let's face the music together. We both could use a guy in our lives, and some have managed to show up. I say we go for it. I mean, come on! Both of our respective ex's were worthless in the caring department. Kinda limpid, you know? Somehow, I think that limpid is the LAST word to describe these guys. Actually, they kind of scream `PASSION!!!' …in a totally platonic way…yeah…that's it…”

 

We laughed. What else could we do? We were best friends, on girls night in, and this was a night to remember.

 

 

 

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A.N. Well folks, the long awaited update. I think I might write the next chappie now too…it's kinda short, but it'll do. Just fyi, I am currently listening to the best of queen…shame about poor Freddie. Talent lost there. Oh, and see if any of you can name the movie the disclaimer is from! I think that's all of the references I pulled for this one…not much for once!

 

Review Corner:

 

Yuki-chan: dahling, I thank you for the time and appreciation! I don't know if you'll be able to see it before it's posted, but, oh well.

 

Aamalie: First off, cool name! Where did you come up with it? I like it very much. I'm happy you like my writing style, I myself find it too random and retarded most of the time, but que sera sera. I hope this chappie is up to the same standards as the others.

 

Seishi Sairensuno: Thanks for great beta-ing girl! I haven't decided who will make the first move yet, I kinda write it as I go, but I'm thinking it will be Inuyasha. You know how subtle he is. ;-)

 

Vilja: actually, I had forgotten about what I had done with the beginning. Must find way to work in…hey! At least I made mention of the retards (a.k.a. ex boyfriends) this chappie!

 

 

That's all folks! Once again, if you are reading this, please leave comments! I'd like to know if there are people reading this…my fics aren't very popular. So spread the word! Sorry…had to add the shameless plug. Ttfn friends!

 

Dea-chan