InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ The World Wide Web ❯ The World Wide Dating Game ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Disclamier: I don't own Inuyasha and co. Belongs to the death monkee Takahashi.

Author's Note: I missed ya'll!!! :*)

Prolouge:

The internet is quite a large place, expanding over the planet like a virus or a parasite. Everyone knows about the internet and, at one time or another, used it. The number of things you can find on the net is infinite, forever, and yet sometimes you can't always find what you're looking for. So there are the chatrooms, blogs, xangas, message boards, and many other sites to meet people on. Why? Because everyone is looking for that special somebody, that certain fetish, a sweet young one, so we won't be alone any longer. Love, dating, soul mates, marriage, or just porn to get you off; it's all on the internet, the world wide web, the computer. So, when Kagome Higurashi of Tokyo, Japan decided to go on the internet she knew what she could find and what exactly she was looking for: Romance.

Chapter 1: The World Wide Dating Game

One click. That's all, and then you're connected or maybe you're already connected. You can choose "Google" or maybe "Dogpile", whatever search engine you find trustworthy. She frowned at the computer screen, typing her search word in a fast pace. She had to get this done before her mother came home, or the lecture would come and she hated that damn lecture. The list popped up. Her list of possible sites for the keyword and what she was searching for. She quickly scrolled down to the bottom: The World Wide Dating Game. It was stupid, no doubt, but when one was desperate all things were welcomed.

Kagome typed her screen-name in and then signed on to the message board. Everyone was given a certain question everyday for a week, then at the end they were given an email with a list of possible sutors. You chose them by your answers and then you got to choose your favorite boy/girl, based on a picture and profile. Simple, yet complicated because it was the internet and could be another scam or false advertisement to get your money. People still logged on, though. They were the desperate ones and now poor Kagome was a member.

Question A: What do you look for in a man/woman?

She pressed an index finger against her pursed lips, concentrating and thinking about the question. What did she look for in man? Well, someone who was sweet, obviously, and someone who she could talk to, not argue with. Really musing over it, Kagome realized she would of liked him to be the complete opposite of a certain hanyou friend. But that wasn't very nice, was it? She shook her head, clearing her mind of all bad thoughts, and clicked on the answer she found to be closet to her actual answer. Or, something like that.

1)Their looks
2)Personality
3)Body structure
4)Popularity
5)Job/Other
6)All of the above

She arched a trimmed eyebrow at the screen, noticing that all dating sites were the same, including this one. She took a deep breath, giving half an ear to the sound of the TV playing downstairs. "Damn DragonBall Z. You and you're stupid sound effects and random acts of violence..." She grumbled, then switched on her radio next to the laptop. American alternative rock poured through the speakers like a wave that washed over her. She felt happy and groovy, so she clicked on the answer that suited her the best.

2)Personality

She nodded in agreement and posted her answer. She hated the fact that she had to wait until tomorrow for the next question. Maybe that's what made this site different. They gave you time to think about the questions. Well, now that was over and she didn't have to worry about Mom walking in on her, she went to MySpace and updated her blog. Kagome had named her sweet little blog "Random Acts of Self-Pity and Disappearing Dignity". Strange name, but it was true. Here she could write all the idiotic things running through her head and not be judged. No one gave a shit what she wrote, as long as it was just random nonrealistic aspects on life.

"Monday afternoon"

Inuyasha's an asshole.

She giggled and posted, lipsyncing to Sneaker Pimps's "Six Underground". Downstairs, the door slammed and she immediately knew Mrs.Higurashi was home. Logging off the computer, she heard a gentle tap against the window-pane near her bed. Kagome did a 360, shutting the laptop and spinning to a hault in front of the pink-curtained window. She brushed the girly curtains aside to come face-to-face with a frowning hanyou.

"Well, speak of the devil," she murmered and opened the window, "yes, Inuyasha?"

She could hear the low growl coming from deep in his chest and couldn't help but roll her chocolate colored eyes in irratation. He climbed in, passed Kagome who was beginning to look just as pissed as he was, and sat down on the same-color-as-the-curtains mattress. If someone had walked into the room at that moment, they would be blinded by pink. He gave a stern glance, then motioned for her to sit down next to him. She ignored the gesture, crossing her arms over her chest, and glaring at him like a bug that needed to be squashed.

"Why'd you run off like that?" He started, his voice containing no hint of sincerity. She lifted her chin high and answered, "Because you were being a jerk."

He scoffed, "And how was I being a jerk?"

She rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, "Well, obviously, you were born one."

"You're such a bitch! All you do is nag, nag, nag. Well, I'm sick of it! You're coming back with me right n-" his tirade was cut short by a familar word.

"Sit!"

Thump.

"I swear to kami, if you had a job, I'd make you pay for all the damage you've done to my floor, Inuyasha," she commented and decided to sit on the bed. She pointed at the Inuyasha-sized dent in her pink (figures, hm?) carpet, "see? More damage!"

His head popped up from the crater to continue his yelling, "You're the one who did it!"

"Kagome!" Mrs.Higurashi yelled up the steps, "stop injuring your friend and come down here!"

Said girl sighed, "We'll talk about this in a moment."

When Kagome had went downstairs, Inuyasha got off the floor and began to mutter very obscene things, then calmed down. He noticed something new in her room, a medium-sized flat box. Almost like those TVs but he wasn't sure. He sat down in the computer chair, sniffing at the strange looking object, then noticed some latches on the sides. He opened the laptop with surprising ease and stared at the blank screen.

"Does it turn on?" He wondered outloud, searching the buttons for something remotely similar to the big button on the TV downstairs. Well, there was a big red button. Maybe that was it. He pushed it, gently, and almost jumped up when the computer began to roar to life. He composed himself, ears twitching as he caught the sound of Kagome yelling at her Mom, then watched as the screen faded into a blue background. Suddenly, a message popped up: You've got mail. He tapped a claw against the screen in fasination, wondering how to click the tiny box inside.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something connected to the computer. He grabbed it, putting in front of his face as he sniffed it. When he realized it wasn't a threat, he placed it back on the table. That's when Kagome burst into the bedroom, her face red from anger at Kami knows what, and saw Inuyasha sitting in front of the laptop. She leaned over him and shut the laptop, "What are you doing, Inuyasha?"

He blushed, lightly, from embarassment at being caught doing something he wasn't supposed to. Shaking off the feeling that Kagome would "sit" him again, he tried to open the laptop back up, but she quickly closed it again. He tried, once more, and she shut it again. This continued until the hanyou got fed up and yelled, "Stop it, Kagome!"

"Don't mess with my stuff!" She yanked the laptop away from him and unplugged it. She ran to her closet and threw the laptop on the top shelf, wiping a hand across her forehead to signal she was quite relieved. She closed the closet door, then turned to face Inuyasha, who was quite red in the face, "Inuyasha..."

He arched a confused and twitching eyebrow, "Yeah?"

She inched forward towards the now frightened hanyou and pointed an index finger at his nose, "Do not touch my shit ever again."

Amber orbs widened at the curse word that was nowhere near Kagome's vocabulary, his mouth agape, "Huh?"

She removed the offending finger and twirled around, long dark brown hair in full swing, "You heard me."

Now this he would have to muse over for sometime, because not only did sweet little Kagome use a curse word, but she was yelling at her mom as well. 'What the fuck is going on?' He could only think, as the teenage miko exited out of the bedroom to go into her mom's room. Stubbornly and most Inu-like, he followed her but was met with a door slammed into his face.

'Okay, now I know something's really going on,' he thought, rubbing his hurt nose and cursing under his breath. Even after the door slammed, he realized he was still angry at her from earlier. This stupid "don't touch my shit" thing was not going to make it any better.

***intermission***

He was banging on the door and yelling, "Kagome! Open this goddamn door, right now!" Apparently, she wasn't listening or was dead, 'cause you know the dead can't hear. He could hear Mrs.Higurashi trying to explain to Souta that what he, the hero, was saying were very bad words. He would of chuckled, but unfortunately he was a pissed hanyou who wanted to have a talk with a certain miko.

"Kagome!" He yelled at the closed door, his fist pounding the wood hard. She began to hum very loudly, "I'm not listening!"

"Inuyasha, quit growling! You're scaring Buyo!" Mrs.Higurashi called up the stairs and he could hear the faint sound of the cat hissing.

"I will when Kagome opens this fuckin' door!"

Suddenly, the door swung open and Inuyasha's fist ended up popping Kagome's nose. She immediately grabbed her nose and screamed, "SIT BOY!!!!"

BAM! THUD!

"Mom, I think Inuyasha broke something," Souta said, climbing up the stairs to check out the hole in the floor. What he saw proved he was right, because there was Kagome huffing and puffing, "Very bad puppy..."

He rolled his eyes and went back downstairs, where it was safe from his psycho sister. Mrs.Higurashi sooned followed suit when she climbed up the stairs and said nonchalantly, "Dinner's ready."

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