.:leans back in her comfy computer chair and sighs:. I was inspired while on vacation to write this fanfic...it is really cute...i know this because i am writing it!...I do so hope people review it...:winks at the monitor:. now how is THAT
for drama queen. .:turns up the volume to Smile Empty Soul and loses herself:.
Disclaimer...yadayadayada...:pulls out a microphone and screeches into it:. I DO
NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN MY FANFIC...:lowers the mic:. got it?
Chapter one...blah, blah, blah!
For three, long years I have been living here. For three, long years I have been working here. For three, long years I have been in love. And for three, long years I have kept it to myself.
"Kago?"
Yeah, that's my name. It is to them at least.
"Kago?!"
It gets used a lot, but not in the way I wish it would be.
"Kago! Stop daydreaming! Go refill the Rocky Road carton!"
The person bossing me around is the man I am in love with.
"Did you hear me?!"
His name is Inuyasha. He isn't as bad as he sounds.
"Are you deaf? Hurry up wuss, we have customers!"
At least to me he's not, but that is a matter of opinion isn't it? In my opinion he is a wonderful guy, but in everyone else's, well, he isn't much. My friends who work with us seem to like him too. See we all are employees at a little ice cream parlor in Buffalo, New York. When I say we, I mean, Inuyasha, Miroku, Sango, Rin, and me.
"What the hell are you doing?" Inuyasha asked while rounding the corner of the door to the back of the room. His middle-back length, black hair was done in a simple ponytail and swung across his broad shoulders with each move he made. "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"I heard you. I was just thinking." I said crossly, daring him to comment.
"Whatever. I can't picture you thinking even if your life depended on it. Now go get the extra Rocky Road." He demanded before turning around and stomping to the front of the parlor.
"All right I'm going." I said in response.
Now you are probably wondering why I don't tell him that I love him. I ask myself that all the time. There is just one simple answer to that.
"You are so slow man." Inuyasha stated harshly after grabbing the ice cream carton from me.
That's why I don't tell him. It is because I am a guy, I am of the male species. Not really though, in actuality I am a seventeen-year-old girl with small breasts and hardly any hips. Nobody knows that though, not even my best friend, Sango. I have been hiding it since what seems like eternity, but yet the truth is it's only been three, long years...
Flash back
'Get out of my sight!'
That's my dad yelling. He always would yell. I don't remember one time where he just talked to me, but then again who has parents that talk to them nowadays.
'Why are you still standing there. Do I need to move you myself?!" That was my queue to leave him be, but I never was smart enough to take it. So instead I just stood there, stone-like, and cold. 'I swear Kagome I am only giving you five seconds to get your little behind up those stairs!"
There! Did you hear it? He called me Kagome. He called me that because that is my real name. He was the last person to call me by it. I am just hoping that it won't remain like that forever.
Reality
"Can I help you ma'am?" I usually work the counter, but once in a while Inuyasha will be nice and just make me clean the bathrooms or do other laboring things. He knows I hate talking to people, but he insists that I am good at it, therefore I serve them in the front.
"Sure can. I would like two-scoops of bubble gum delight in a cup please."
"Okay, is there anything else I can do for you?" I try to be polite, but I don't like to be. Some of our customers are the sweetest people in the world, but then there are always those-
"You can get me your number cutie." The older women always try hitting on me. I hate it. Inuyasha thinks it's funny, but it makes me sick.
"That comes to four seventy-five." I have never given them a reason to want me, they just do. If only they knew that I was built just like them...
"Now you know those aren't the numbers I wanted. Come on don't be shy. I don't bite."
"You might not but I do and I bite hard." The real problem is not that they are trying to pick me up it's that I feel sorry for them. I hate turning them down, because I remember what it felt like. So I try to do it subtly, but that never works.
"I always liked aggressive men." The woman winked, letting her mascara infested eye clamp onto her foundation-covered cheeks.
"Excuse me how long do I have to wait until I can be served?" I looked past the flirtatious lady and onto one of my least favorite people. Hojo the homo. Literally. I didn't really care who was saving me though so I just nodded and politely told the women to step aside for the other customers.
"Hello Hojo how can I help you?" I smiled my fake smile and tilted my head, waiting for his request.
"How would you like to-"
"No."
"You didn't even hear-"
"No!"
"What do you want Hobo?" My real savior, now towered over me, glaring at the boy. He wasn't really a boy, he is older than me, but he looks so young next to Inuyasha. "I know you didn't come here for our ice cream."
"What makes you think that. I was just about to ask for my usual." I backed up 'accidentally' bumping into my boss, and then without an apology, went to get a single scoop of strawberry ice cream.
"Hojo if you're just coming here to get Kago to go on a date, well then your wasting your time. He might be gay but you aren't his type." Inuyasha claimed with a chuckle.
"Hey I am not gay!" I despise the fact that everyone thinks I am a homosexual. I guess it works to my benefit. Like when I let it slip if I see a good-looking guy, and Sango doesn't feel weird when she tells me her secrets. I think Inuyasha is really convinced though, that would explain why he is always so weird around me. It kind of hurts some times. "And I don't have a type!"
"Sure thing cup cake. Since you don't have a type why don't you go out with Homo tonight?" He thought this was all fun and games. He had no clue how much his words stung me.
"No, thank you though Hojo, but I don't date. It's against my religion." I proclaimed absentmindedly, immediately regretting my last comment. Inuyasha was cracking up, as was half of the parlor. "It is I swear!"
"Oh yeah? Then how come you go out with that guy, Souta, all the time?" Crap. Now this is what you call a 'sensitive subject' and nothing else.
"That's nothing. We are just friends." We are really more than friends. No, not like that. He is my little brother, but he looks older. The reason I see him all the time is because I give him money for school. I am trying to put him through a private high school, and let me tell you, it is not easy. I love him to death though so I do it.
He can't live here with me, because for one there is no room, for two he has a home and I don't. We have the same mother, but unfortunately different fathers. Not that I would want him to have mine, but I would so love to have his, Mr. Kagimia.
When our mom died, I was about twelve and Souta was ten. We had been living with his dad, but when Mr. Kagimia found out that I didn't have to be with him anymore, he kicked me out. I went and stayed with my father in a hell whole, until I found Inuyasha.
It's not like Souta's dad didn't like me, but he couldn't afford me. I didn't hold it against him. In fact, I chose to help him. I know he can't put his son, my brother, through a good school by himself, and that is why I give my paycheck, well most of it, to him.
"So will you go out with me tonight, Kago?" Hojo asked yet again, but this time using a sad excuse for a puppy-dog face.
"I'm really sorry Hojo, but I already gave you my answer. Next!" I watched the desperate boy scoot to the side, allowing other buyers to come through. I felt twinge of guilt, but nothing more. I might dress like a boy, talk like a boy, and ultimately look like a boy, but really I am just a girl in love.
So what did you think...it gets better...this is just the beginning! oh by the way i haven't made alot of things clear yet, but the parlor is a two story building...the parlor is on the bottom and then there are five bedrooms on top...where the workers dorm! Sango and Rin share a room, and then 'Kago' and Miroku...Inuyasha has his own room since it is his parlor! Ok review and tell me what you think!
this is a Inuyasha-Kagome, Sango-Miroku, Rin-Sesshomaru, Hojo-his hand, and last and most definetly least Kikyo-my ax!
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