InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ This Year Might Just Be A Little Bit Different ❯ Rain ( Chapter 8 )

 

The rain fell in an icy drove, turning the darkened sky into one silvery sheet. Despite all this, Midoriko pushed herself further. The rain had numbed the pain in her body to the point where she hardly noticed it. Her fingers tentatively touched the small wound above her heart. She winced as a bout of fresh pain washed over her, too sharp to be numbed by something as fleeting as the rain. She kept her hand over the small wound, as if to stop the flow of blood, but there was none.

 

The wound was not large, nor was it very deep; it was about the size of a marble. She winced as she felt pieces of flesh wither away as she touched it. She would not have long to live if she did not seek medical attention. She smiled grimly. She needed medical attention, but what could she say to the doctor that would explain why she did not bleed? She gave a short burst of hysterical laughter. She had not long to live, but was she truly alive?

 

Midoriko remembered the day when the Shikon No Tama had been created very well. It was only natural, being as she was the creator. She had not meant to create it. The jewel was the crystallized form of her and a demon's soul, fused together, and forever fighting for dominance. In her time, the days of Feudal Japan, she had been a powerful priestess, deadly to all demons because of her immense purification powers. She was able to not only purify the demon's body, but also its soul, ensuring death. Many demons harbored a great fear and hatred toward her, but she had never imagined that the demons could fuse together with the one man that had feelings for her. It had caught her off guard, and a great battle ensued for seven days and seven nights. On the seventh day, the demon had her in its jaws, ready to move in for the kill. In a last ditch effort; Midoriko had expelled her soul and the demons', which crystallized into the Sacred Jewel. Close to death, and frightened beyond thinking reasonably, she had grabbed the jewel and prayed to live.

 

In a way, she had gotten her wish. She had been to close to death for the jewel to erase all the damage. She had died, but she kept her physical body and human emotions. She was immortal, in a sense, which turned out to be more of a curse than a blessing. Not living, yet not dead, and doomed to forever walk the face of the planet without ever passing fully into what lay beyond. She had but only weakness: A spot right above her heart, where the scar about the size of a marble stood out like a warning signal. Midoriko had done all in her power to keep it a secret, for she knew that if any demon found out about it, she would die again, but this time, with no Sacred Jewel to stop it.

 

Though Midoriko was the only protector of the Shikon No Tama who had retained their body, the other protectors were also unable to pass peacefully to the other side. They resided in the world of the living as ghosts, bodiless spirits invisible to humans. They helped Midoriko, gathering information, and acted as informants. When she was attacked, she had been talking to one of the spirits. That was when that wretch of a half-breed, Naraku had lured her away. He knew exactly where to strike, and he wasted no time in disabling her, and then left her to die as the first drops of rain fell.

 

Midoriko gasped in pain. It was becoming too hard to bear, and she collapsed under a great tree that she did not know how her feet had led her there.

 

Kagome sighed. She had never liked the rain, and the constant drumming on the windowpane was not helping matters at all. Her teachers had been cruel to her that day, and had assigned a monstrous amount of homework, which included several essays and a few tests that she had not the time to study for. Kagome found it hard to concentrate on anything besides the drumming rain, the lightening and thunder, and her little brother running around in a panic at every noise. One particularly loud clap of thunder sent Sota into a crazed panic and Kagome stood up, ready to catch and pummel her brother until he promised never to bother her again when she was trying to finish her homework. Right when she was about to grab him, the lights flickered once, twice, and then died out completely.

 

“Sis!” Sota yelled, panic consuming his whole body. Kagome had felt a pang of fear too when the lights had gone out, but being eighteen and an adult, had made her swallow her fear and address the problem.

 

“Sota. It's nothing. The power just went out,” she said, trying to make her voice calm and comforting as her mother's was.

 

“What if a tree falls on the house?” he asked fearfully. Kagome rolled her eyes, immaturity taking hold again.

 

“It's not a typhoon, Sota. It's only a thunderstorm!”

 

“What if the Go-Shinboku falls on the house?”

 

“It's not going to fall on the house!” Kagome yelled in exasperation.

 

“The news said the trees could fall!” Sota protested.

 

“Little trees! Not gigantic, five-hundred year old ones!” It was times like these that made Kagome wish she wasn't an adult. She could have used her mother's comforting words to help Sota calm down. But her mother had gone with her grandfather to some antique store that claimed to have all sorts of mystical objects and talismans that he thought would sell for a lot at the shrine. Her mother had trusted her enough to stay home and watch Sota, despite Kagome's protestations that she had too much work to do for her to baby sit her brother who was too old to be baby sat anyway.

 

“But if the rain loosens up the soil, then the winds can blow the tree down!” Sota said.

 

“Fine,” Kagome said, her temper reaching the boiling point. “Fine. I'll go outside and check to make sure that the tree isn't about to fall on the house, and if it looks like it is, I'll come and get you and we can run away before we get squashed. Is that okay?” she asked. Sota nodded, and Kagome sighed again.

 

“I'm never going to be able to finish my work at this rate,” she thought. “Between the rain and Sota, I'm going to be doing homework until morning! I wish I could be smart like Sango-chan and be able to get all my work done early.” She quickly donned a raincoat and an umbrella and stepped out into the driving rain.

 

As soon as the first gusty wind hit her face, Kagome knew she shouldn't have gone outside. It was cold, even through her coat, and the strong winds seemed to want to pull her back. Nevertheless, she walked forward to the Go-Shinboku. She didn't have a choice; Sota was watching her from the window to make sure she examined the tree. Kagome wanted to make this as quickly as possible, so she quickly circled the tree, not really paying much attention to anything. She was on her second circle around the tree to assure Sota it wasn't going to fall, when she heard a soft moan. At first, she thought it was only the upper branches swinging in the wind, but the moaning continued even when the wind died down for a few seconds. She panicked, and thought that the tree really was going to fall down on the house, until she saw a dark shape move in the shadow of the tree. Kagome froze. What if it was a wild animal? The rational part of her tried to remind her that there was no way a wild animal could be roaming around Tokyo without people knowing. Her next thought made her blood run cold. What if it was a demon after the Sacred Jewel? The shape moved again, and Kagome thought she heard it say her name.

 

“…Kagome…” the shape moved towards her. Kagome gasped and stepped back, wishing she had brought a flashlight. The shape spoke again.

 

“Is that you…Kagome?” it asked. Kagome's eyes widened as she recognized the voice.

 

“Midoriko-sensei?” she asked incredulously. “What happened?”

 

“Not here,” she said. “Please, can you take me inside?” Kagome wasted no time in taking her trainer's arm and helping her walk to the house, where they were greeted by a very surprised Sota. Kagome shoed him away and helped Midoriko lie down on the couch. Her confusion only grew as she took in her teacher's appearance. Midoriko was pale, her face almost translucent, and the skin was drawn tight over her bones. She seemed to struggle for each breath, and for the first time, Kagome saw weakness in her eyes.

 

“Midoriko-sensei, what happened to you?” Kagome asked, confusion and fear given away in her voice. Midoriko was silent for a moment, contemplating whether or not she should tell Kagome the truth.

 

“As I've told you before,” she began. “We have to keep the jewel hidden because demons would want it.” Kagome nodded, but was still confused. “A demon attacked me. He knew about the jewel.” Kagome gasped. She had been careful never to talk about the Sacred Jewel except for that one time she told Sango, whom she knew hadn't told a soul. Midoriko must have sensed Kagome's growing panic, because she quickly said:

 

“He has Saimyosho to spy for him.” Kagome looked even more confused. “Insects of Hell.” Kagome accepted this fact solemnly, and Midoriko had to admit, Kagome was taking all of this in as a mature adult and not like a child. She had expected a lot more questions from her student, and the lack thereof pleasantly surprised her.

 

“Do you want anything?” Kagome asked her. Midoriko shook her head. She was out of danger for the moment, and all she needed was a few days rest to replenish her life force.

 

“I'm fine. Just let me rest for a little while,” she said to Kagome, and then lay back down. Kagome realized that she was sleeping and she quietly existed the room.

 

“What happened?!” Sota asked immediately.

 

“Nothing that concerns you,” Kagome replied pointedly. “Now for your information, I've had enough excitement for one night and I intend to finish my homework now.” Naturally, Kagome was curious, but she was too polite to ask Midoriko anything in her condition. She would have to ask her mother, when the time was right.

 

Kagome did not go to school the next day, as it turned out. When her mother returned home and found out from what Sota could tell her, and what Kagome confirmed, she had rushed to help Midoriko. With her mother devoting all her time to the recuperating Midoriko, Kagome found that she was now in charge of the house. Her mother allowed her to miss the few days of school, and Kagome resigned herself to the fact that she was falling farther and farther behind in her studies. She had no time to call Sango for homework, being as every minute of every day was either devoted to helping her mother care for Midoriko or running around the shrine, making sure everything was clean and that the visitors were greeted polity, and she didn't bother calling InuYasha because she figured he would probably laugh at her, nit to mention they hadn't talked to each other since the stunt they pulled on Sango and Miroku. She was still a bit nervous, and that accidental kiss was still forbidden territory. It was so taboo to Kagome, that she didn't even write down in her journal, only referring to it as an `accident that happened when she got home.'

 

“Why does Nee-chan get to stay home all day?” Sota groused one evening as dinner. Midoriko had gradually gotten better in the three-day span of living with the Higurashi's and she had enough strength to join them for dinner.

 

“You think I'm just lounging around the house all day?” she asked him defensively. “I have work to do, you know!”

 

“Can't be harder than school.”

 

“You try running around the shrine all day, listening to some of the nonsense these people that come here spew! They come in because their lamp fell down without explanation, and right away, they want an exorcism!” At this time, her grandfather broke in.

 

“Now you listen here,” he said, drawing himself up in his chair. Kagome and Sota rolled their eyes. They knew what was coming. “Poltergeists do exist! It is them that cause the unexplainable!” Kagome cut him off.

 

“Yeah, and the fact that she had two three-year-olds, a five-year-old, and a six-year-old might have something to do with that poltergeist.” Her grandfather deflated a little. Midoriko smiled.

 

“Now, Kagome, your grandfather does have a point. If demons exist, spirits and other types of ghosts can exist. I do however tend to lean towards your theory of how the lamp broke,” she said, retaining her cool composure as the rest of the table fell prey to the peals of laughter at the sight of Kagome's grandfather's outraged look at Midoriko, the one person he would have thought would believe him.

 

“Kagome, on Monday, you can return to school,” her mother told her, as soon as they stopped laughing. “You've already missed so much. Maybe you can call Sango this weekend and ask her for the work you missed.” Kagome brightened. She had missed school for three days, and this weekend she had planned to beg Sango for any work she missed and help in it.

 

The next day, Saturday, Kagome was up bright and early ready to call Sango as soon as she came back from her Karate lesson. The doorbell rang. Figuring it was probably someone who wanted a look around the shrine, Kagome sighed and prepared her normal speech about the history of the shrine mentally. When she opened the door, she was taken completely off guard by InuYasha, who was standing looking out of place with a pile of books held in his hands.

 

“What are you doing here?” she asked in surprise.

 

“You couldn't say good morning?” he countered and Kagome's surprise turned to irritation.

 

“Good morning. Why are you here?”

 

“Brought your work for you since you decided to skip off on school. You don't look sick,” he said, handing her the massive pile. She nearly dropped them until InuYasha took half the pile back.

 

“You brought me my books?” she asked, ducking her head and looking at him through her bangs. The butterflies in her stomach that she had not felt since their stunt on Miroku and Sango returned with a vengeance. To her surprise, his face tinted red.

 

“Well no one else was going to carry them all,” he said, trying to keep the tint at merely a tint.

 

“How did you get my locker open? I didn't even tell Sango my combination.” Kagome asked, trying to divert the subject.

 

“…You might want to get a new lock,” he said at length. Kagome's eyes narrowed, all thoughts of butterflies disappearing.

 

“What did you do to my lock?” she asked, her tone dark. InuYasha mumbled something incoherently under his breath. “What was that?”

 

“I broke it,” he mumbled, ears flattening themselves against his head, ready for the verbal assault.

 

His ears saved him. As soon as they twitched, Kagome forgot all about being angry and dropped her books, launching herself at his ears with a squeal.

 

“They're so CUUUTTTEEE!!!” she yelled, pinning them in three fingers each and gave them a vigorous rubdown.

 

“C-C-Cut it out wench!” InuYasha yelled, very unaccustomed to having an ear rub. “Get off!” Kagome ignored him, too wrapped up in petting his ears. He fought the urge to give in to it, and instead concentrated on how to disentangle himself from her arms. It worked, and he almost got away, until she started scratching the base of his ears. Then it became a little bit harder to concentrate on getting away, instead of just sitting down right there on the floor and letting pet and scratch away. “Damn it!” he yelled mentally. “Why the hell is she… A little to the left,” he mumbled out loud, and hoped that it was pure coincidence when her hand moved to the left, and that she hadn't heard him. He had to regain control soon or else he would never live it down…”Did my leg just twitch?” he asked himself. “Shikuso, it did! Kuso! Stop now!” Unfortunately, he had lost all control of that particular limb, and it gave out on him, effectively ending Kagome's petting session. He glared up at her from the floor. “Happy now wench?” he asked, praying that she hadn't noticed the leg twitch.

 

“I couldn't help it,” Kagome explained. “They were too cute!”

 

“Leave my ears alone!'

 

“You liked it and you know it!”

 

“I did not!”

 

“You did too!”

 

“Shut up! My leg started twitching on its own!”

 

Silence.

 

“Your leg was twitching!?” Peals of laughter came from Kagome.

 

“SHUT UP!” InuYasha yelled, his face bright red. It only added to Kagome laughter, and soon she joined InuYasha on the floor, dissolving in laughter. “It's not funny wench!”

 

“Yes it is!” Kagome protested. “I didn't realize you would do that! You really are a Dog-Boy!”

 

“Shut up! At least I don't have that thing that Fluffy has!”

 

“Who's Fluffy?”

 

“My jerk of a brother!”

 

More silence. Then laughter. Again.

 

“Why of all the names Fluffy?!”

 

“Because of the fluffy thing!”

 

“What?!”

 

“Do you think I know what it is? Do you think I'd actually ask him what it is?!” InuYasha said. “All I know is it's some big fluffy thing that he has all the time.”

 

“I've never seen it,” Kagome said, laughter controlled for the time being.

 

“He uses some kind of illusion so that no one can see it. Concentrate hard enough, and you might be able to see it,” InuYasha explained.

 

“You two are loud,” a new voice interrupted. InuYasha and Kagome started up guiltily as Midoriko observed them from the hallway. “I do believe that's the loudest I've heard you laugh all week.” InuYasha narrowed his eyes at her. There was something about her that bothered him.

 

“Are you a priestess?” he asked. Kagome's hair stood on end. To her surprise, Midoriko nodded.

 

“Her grandfather seemed to think a demon made its way into one of the storage houses,” she lied tactfully. “He called for an exorcism. Perhaps it's best that you leave before he comes home and finds you here. He may think you were the demon.” InuYasha understood the subtle command and turned to leave, telling Kagome he'd see her in school on Monday. After he was gone, Midoriko turned to Kagome. “He seems nice.”

 

“Why'd you tell him to leave?” Kagome asked. The command hadn't been lost to her either.

 

“Because it's time for practice.”

 

“You're joking! I thought you weren't feeling well!”

 

“I'm feeling better, and besides, I'm not the one who's doing the work.”

 

The weekend passed quickly for Kagome, who found herself subject to intense training from Midoriko once again, and the onslaught of make-up work for school. Waking up on Monday morning almost killed her, and she fell asleep in InuYasha's car on the way to school. Her mood hadn't improved much after that, especially when InuYasha accused her of drooling on the leather, and she only hoped that she wouldn't get homework.

 

“Kagome-chan!” Sango yelled when she saw her friend. “You look awful!”

 

“Thank you Sango-chan,” Kagome replied half-heartedly. Sango tried again.

 

“You know what day it is on Friday?” she asked. Kagome looked at her.

 

“Friday.”

 

“No! It's Halloween!” Sango exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air. Kagome had to laugh in spite of herself. Sango rarely ever got this excited, and Kagome suspected it was all a show to put her back in a good mood.

 

“Too bad I don't have a costume,” Kagome said. She had planned to go shopping for one that weekend, but fate hadn't let her out of the house. Sango pointed her finger up and winked.

 

“Lucky for you, I can help you with that,” she said. Kagome raised an eyebrow. “On Saturday, there was a haunted house that Kohaku just had to go to, and while we were there, we both won costume sets.” Kagome raised her other eyebrow. Sango sighed. “Each set has four costumes in it that revolve around a central theme. I happened to win the one that had Alice in Wonderland as the theme,” she explained.

 

“I want to be Alice,” Kagome said quickly.

 

“I don't want to be the Queen of Hearts!” Sango said. “Besides, they're my costumes!”

 

“I think Sango-chan would make a lovely Queen of Hearts,” Miroku interrupted.

 

“Nobody asked you,” both girls said in unison. Miroku hung his head in mock defeat.

 

“I think Kagome should be Alice,” InuYasha said, earning confused looks from everyone that heard him. “What?” he snapped. “Alice was a nosy and annoying girl. It suits Kagome perfectly.” Kagome glared at him.

 

“I'll go as Alice, but only if InuYasha's going as The White Rabbit,” she said. Sango and Miroku laughed as they imagined that one.

 

“No way in hell!” he yelled. They ignored him.

 

“What other costumes do you have?” Kagome asked.

 

“The Mad Hatter,” Sango said. “You think Houshi-kun should…” she broke off at her friend's eager grin.

 

“Okay! It's been decided!” Kagome said. “I'm Alice, InuYasha's the White Rabbit, Sango-chan's the Queen of Hearts, and Miroku-kun's The Mad Hatter!”

 

“I never agreed to any of this,” InuYasha protested. Once again, he was ignored.

 

“Hey! Can I be the Cheshire Cat?” Shippo piped up, popping in from out of nowhere. “I can disappear and reappear at will. Look!” He showed his point by making different parts of his body disappear. Kagome laughed.

 

“Sure you can!” she said, patting him on the head.

 

“What a minute! The runt's coming too?!” InuYasha said. “Stop ignoring me!” he yelled when he saw that they weren't listening again.

 

“We're not trick-or-treating this year, right?” Kagome asked. Every year, Sango, Kagome, and Kohaku went out on Halloween, but last year they had decided that the two girls would spend their last Halloween in high school at home watching scary movies together. Sango shook her head.

 

“Father is taking Kohaku so I can do what I want,” she said. “I just have to go out and rent scary movies.”

 

“We can go to my house,” InuYasha volunteered, and for once, they all listened to him. “I've got my own T.V. and-” Miroku cut him off.

 

“The only kind of movies he watches are horror movies,” Miroku explained. “He has them all.”

 

“Then it's settled!” Shippo said happily. “We'll come to school dressed up and then we'll crash at InuYasha's!”

 

Kagome's good spirits had been restored. She was so excited about Halloween that she couldn't help but forgive Ayame's stupidity and Shigure's perverseness. She didn't know what was making her so happy. It wasn't the fact that she was hanging out with friends that day, or simply because it was Halloween; it was more like the butterflies had come back and invited all of their relatives including second and third cousins who brought their second and third cousins along for the ride. She had the sneaking suspicion it was because of InuYasha, but she banished it from mind and concentrated on being happy for no good reason.

 

Her good mood lasted the whole day, and in History, InuYasha felt it was safe enough to poke her. When she turned around to him and grinned, his stomach did a back flip and it took him a few seconds to say, “Concentrate on his right shoulder.” Kagome thought for a few seconds and then remembered her conversation with him on Saturday. She quickly stifled a giggle and did as was told. “Don't laugh,” InuYasha warned her. Kagome nodded and resumed concentration. She could almost make out something…something that looked furry…it was almost clear…no wait, it was gone…it came back…Kagome ducked her head and choked on laughter. Now that she had broken through the illusion, she couldn't ignore it. InuYasha looked at her worriedly as her face turned red and then to purple. It was just too funny. Whatever it was looked like a gigantic furry boa, and it looked so out of place that Kagome couldn't help but laugh. Kagome tried not to, and she knew that if she held it in any longer, she would explode. She was already shaking from the effort. She needed to breathe. She opened her mouth, caught sight of the boa thing again, tried to swallow the laugh, and started hiccupping. And they were the loudest hiccups she had ever heard come out of her mouth. InuYasha bent double over his desk in quiet laughter as Kagome propped up her textbook in hopes of hiding. Miroku and Sango were just plain confused. Luckily, the bell rang and Kagome ran out of the classroom, stopping only when she reached her locker. There, she fell into a fit of semi-hysterical laughter. Her friends found her on the floor, weeping from mirth.

 

“Are you okay?” Sango asked her. Kagome nodded and pointed at InuYasha.

 

“You…you…explain…” she said, gasping for breath. InuYasha quickly relayed the information to Miroku and Sango, who also laughed.

 

For the rest of the week, Kagome dreaded going to last period.

 

On Friday, InuYasha, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, and Kagome arrived to school early in order to change into their costumes. InuYasha growled as he examined it, causing Kagome to break out into giggles.

 

“Looking good Sango-chan,” Kagome teased her friend when she came out wearing her costume. It was red except for the white gloves, white collar, and white feather like things on the shoulders. Sango's light pink eye shadow had been substituted for the day for a darker, almost red shade. A red ribbon tying her hair and a small crown finished the costume.

 

“I can't breath,” Sango replied, gripping her specter so hard Kagome was afraid it was going to break. “You're lucky. You got the most comfortable costume.” She gestured to Kagome's simple blue and white dress, complete with white and purple cuffs and hair ribbon. Kagome smiled self-consciously. Miroku came out next.

 

“Nice, huh?” Kagome teased Sango, who looked at a loss for words. “Come on, you can say it.” Sango pulled Kagome's cheeks.

 

“Say what?” she asked, a vein popping in her hand. Miroku had on the trademark blue hat, suit, and, gloves, with a teacup and saucer for added effect. Even Kagome had to admit he looked handsome.

 

“InuYasha refuses to come out,” he told the to girls, all too used to adoring fan girls to care.

 

“Tell him that if he doesn't come out on his own, I'll go in there and get him,” Kagome told him. Five minutes later. Miroku pulled a very unwilling InuYasha out and Kagome's breath caught in her throat. InuYasha looked stunning, even with the sulky pout and hunched over stance. His dog-ears were still visible, and the rabbit ears that he had been forced to wear flopped over to rest on top of his bangs. His outfit was white and red, and in one hand, he held the famous pocket watch because it was too heavy to let hang. He noticed Kagome staring at him and interpreted it the wrong way.

 

“What?” he asked, giving her a sideways look. This made Kagome blush harder.

 

“Nothing,” she said, missing the knowing glance from Sango to Miroku. She couldn't look at him the rest of the day without blushing.

 

After school, InuYasha took the liberty of driving everyone home very fast and ushered them into his room. He locked the door.

 

“What was that all about?” Kagome asked him, careful not to make eye contact.

 

“I don't want him to see me dressed like this,” InuYasha said, fists clenching. “I cut twelfth for a reason you know.”

 

“Moving along,” Miroku said. “I suggest you show these two lovely young ladies and Shippo your wonderful movie library and let them choose a movie.” InuYasha rolled his eyes and tossed about twenty movies onto the floor. Kagome and the others looked through them.

 

“Ringu, Ringu 2, they sucked,” InuYasha said. “Ju-On had good graphics but that was it. The Amityville Horror's good, but you'll have to watch it in subtitles. Saw and Saw II, they're really good, but the same thing with the subtitles. Want to watch them?” he asked, missing Kagome face. She nodded slowly and bit her lip. InuYasha frowned at her and then threw one of his covers at her. “Scream into this if you have to,” he said gruffly.

 

An hour and forty minutes later of grisly violence and blood and gore, Kagome had had enough of scary movies for a year. She had lost her voice from screaming too much, and InuYasha was ready to permanently give Kagome the cover. Nevertheless, Kagome agreed to watch the sequel. Sometime during one of the numerous disgusting scenes, Kagome migrated to where InuYasha was sitting with a bored look on his face, and latched on to him, causing him to start up from something other than shock. He couldn't watch the rest of the movies with Kagome clutching his arm like that and burying her face onto his shoulder every time someone died. InuYasha was vaguely wondering if he should just take her home while she could still walk when she fell asleep on him from sheer exhaustion.

 

“Great,” he muttered. “Just great.”

 

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My Halloween gift to you! It seems that everybody's doing a Halloween chapter now.

 

Reasons for late update:

Too much work.

No time

Computer broke down.

It just went from 60, 70, 80-degree weather to 40, 50, 60-degree weather, and my house had no heating as of yet. My fingers froze whenever I tried to type.

 

No, I did not make up the whole Alice in Wonderland thing. There's a picture I found on the Internet that inspired the idea and I'll gladly e-mail a copy to anyone. Just e-mail me saying you want it and I'll send it to you.

 

I figured that InuYasha would be one of those horror movie junkies. I also figured that if Kagome's not afraid to fight demons in Feudal Japan, but she's afraid of an earthworm, she's allowed to be afraid of scary movies.

 

I only saw Ringu, and Ju-on from the movie list. My friends told me about Saw and the Amityville Horror, and yes, I realize that people in Japan probably don't have Saw or the Amityville Horror, but I'm taking artistic liberties here…and Saw II hasn't come out yet; it's only in theaters, and I refuse to see it. R&R