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Thank you to all of the people that reviewed my last piece I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY appreciate it!
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I'm working on a longer piece right now too, but I refuse to post that until I have at least 5 chapters finished (don't question my insanity, just accept it as a natural part of life). Almost there though! I think its pretty cool so just be a bit patient, please . ^.^
I just wrote this in the middle of the night to get it out of my system, and it's a bit different than my regular style, but I wanted to write an AU fic just to give it a shot.
Just as a warning this I;m not taking this fic as seriously as my longer one, but I will update constantly IF I get reviews so PLEASE REVIEW PEOPLE!
I'll even try to update it every other day for until I hit a certain chapter if people will review!
I don't know weither or not to continue this fic so PLZ REVIEW!!!
P.S. sort of a slow beginnig but tell me it your interested in it. I know you can't tell much of the future plot from this but still REVIEW!!! And tell me if its worth it to continue!
Thank you VERY much for reading this! (
I kno on my first I didn't put n e comment so I'm babbling a lot here to compensate sorry!
Disclaimer~ Forgot to do this on the first one, but u guys all know that I don't own Inuyasha and co. right? Right? N e way. I don't own them, I don't even own my own eraser. So no suing me , I love you creater of Inuyasha (sorri cant spell you name)
Bubble - Gum Pink
Dressed in baggy overalls and a green well-fitting green T-shirt, the 19- yr. old girl sighed as she lugged the three bulky boxes up the stairs to her friend's new apartment.
Stupidly, she had piled them one of top of another, so that she would have to make fewer trips up and down the stairs. Great idea in theory, not so great in practice.
'How do I get myself conned into these things. I could have spent my weekend relaxing. Instead, here I am stuck helping him move in,' she thought to herself as she trudged up the steps barely able to see where she was going.
'You volunteered, remember?' a rebellious part of her mind replied.
'I couldn't let him try to do all of this by himself!' she retorted defensively.
"Great now I'm talking to myself," she said with a roll of her eyes.
Through a crack between the boxes, which were blocking most of her view, she saw a flash of white as her friend stepped out of the apartment, looking down upon her plight with obvious amusement.
It was only then that she noticed that the reason she was having so much difficulty was that the boxes had managed to slip in her arms during her musings so that they were now half out of her arms, resting against the railing of the narrow staircase of the small two story apartment building, making it almost impossible for her to move.
'Now, what am I supposed to do,' she thought, 'I'm trapped.'
'That's what I get for trying to carry three boxes up at once,' groaned Kagome, as she glared at her golden-eyed friend, who appeared to be using his icy control in his struggle not to laugh.
And losing miserably.
"Oi!" she shouted, "This is your stuff you know! You could come down and help me carry it into your apartment."
Sesshoumaru smirked before walking down and gracefully carrying all three troublesome boxes up the rest of the stairs and into his new apartment with his characteristic sangfroid.
"Show off," huffed Kagome as she quickly followed.
The apartment itself was amazing, and she could tell that Sesshoumaru was proud of it. It had one bedroom, a spacious living room, a bathroom, and kitchen. Though, not a mansion, it was still impressive for a graduate student working to get his MBA.
Unfortunately, the reason the apartment was so cheap was that every wall in the apartment was painted a glaring bubble gum pink and not at all furnished.
He refused to accept money from his father to buy the apartment, in favor of trying to earn it on his own. He had not wished to accept favors from his father since he had married that wench.
Watching his swinging white hair, she couldn't help but feel her resentment die away and become replaced with the all-encompassing calm that she now associated with his presence.
Kagome sighed as she looked around at the organized chaos that was Sesshoumaru's apartment.
'It's going to be a loooong day,'
Knowing Sesshoumaru, he had been here since six in the morning meticulously cleaning the apartment, and had just gotten the place decent enough to begin carrying his things in. He was very insistent on cleanliness and kept himself immaculate at all times.
They were all piled in the center of the living room not to be unpacked until the painting was finished. He refused to live in a bubble gum pink apartment.
Sesshoumaru entered and dumped the last of the boxes into neatly stacked pile that now took up most of the room and almost reached to ceiling.
"Sesshou, I think there's a flaw in your plan," Kagome said as she looked upon the intimidating pile of boxes, "Exactly how do you plan on unpacking all of this stuff after we've finished painting?"
'Damn.' Sesshoumaru thought as he regarded the dilemma. "We'll just have to take down this mountain of boxes." He coolly replied as he mental berated himself for not thinking of this sooner.
"Well, it's a good thing that Sango and Miroku promised to stop by later and help," grumbled Kagome. She was not a morning person, and anything that forced her to wake up at 8 o'clock in the morning on a Saturday was automatically deemed evil.
But.
She knew that if she had not volunteered Sesshoumaru would have tried to do it all by himself, which was simply unacceptable. Luckily, while he might not prone to ask for help, he was smart enough to accept it when it was offered. He especially seemed to find it easier to swallow his great pride when it came to her.
Tucking some of the stray hair that had managed to escape her messy bun behind her ear, she grabbed a large sheet and tossed it over the pile to ensure that none of the boxes would accidentally get paint on them. "Well, let's get started!" she stated with a one of her light-hearted smiles.
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"Why do I have to go?" Inuyasha grumbled in a distinctly whiny tone as his father sent a warning glare towards his youngest son, "It's not like Sesshoumaru's going to even want me there. In case you haven't noticed we aren't exactly close.
Inutaisho rolled his eyes, and replied, "Why is it that the two of you despise each other with such a passion?"
He would never be able to understand why his two sons shared such a disliking for each other. True, their personalities were far from similar, but they were still family. 'Shouldn't that count for something?' Feeling the familiar beginnings of a headache, he remembered all of the arguments, most of which had ended with violence and injuries on both parties, and insuls. It had been this way for years, and it aggravated and exasperated him to no end.
"Sesshoumaru is finally moving into a new apartment. Don't you want to see it and help? Besides this is a family event, we are all going. We've barely seen Sesshoumaru at all since he left for college."
"Why would I want to see that cold, pompous, arrogant half-brother of mine?"
Finally Inutaisho's limited patience snapped. "YOU WILL COME WITH US TO VISIT YOUR BROTHER! YOU WILL HELP HIM MOVE INTO HIS NEW APARTMENT! AND YOU WILL ENJOY! THIS IS A FAMILY EVENT! NO IF, ANDS, OR BUTS ABOUT IT! YOU ARE GOING INUYASHA SO GET INTO THAT CAR RIGHT NOW!" hollered the irate man.
Inutaisho was a powerful and very successful businessman, owner of Fugio Enterprises. He was not a man to be toyed with or disobeyed.
"Feh," replied Inuyasha intelligently as he joined his mother in the BMW. Inutaisho gave a satisfied grunt as he stepped into the driver's seat to go visit his son.
A/N:: So, what did you think? REVIEW! PLZ. Btw I kno that they don't say Inu and Sess 's dad's name and that a lot of ppl use Inutaisho, which I think means dog demon boss or boss of dogs or somethings like that.
Thank you to all of the people that reviewed my last piece I REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY appreciate it!
^-^ Reviewers rock!
I'm working on a longer piece right now too, but I refuse to post that until I have at least 5 chapters finished (don't question my insanity, just accept it as a natural part of life). Almost there though! I think its pretty cool so just be a bit patient, please . ^.^
I just wrote this in the middle of the night to get it out of my system, and it's a bit different than my regular style, but I wanted to write an AU fic just to give it a shot.
Just as a warning this I;m not taking this fic as seriously as my longer one, but I will update constantly IF I get reviews so PLEASE REVIEW PEOPLE!
I'll even try to update it every other day for until I hit a certain chapter if people will review!
I don't know weither or not to continue this fic so PLZ REVIEW!!!
P.S. sort of a slow beginnig but tell me it your interested in it. I know you can't tell much of the future plot from this but still REVIEW!!! And tell me if its worth it to continue!
Thank you VERY much for reading this! (
I kno on my first I didn't put n e comment so I'm babbling a lot here to compensate sorry!
Disclaimer~ Forgot to do this on the first one, but u guys all know that I don't own Inuyasha and co. right? Right? N e way. I don't own them, I don't even own my own eraser. So no suing me , I love you creater of Inuyasha (sorri cant spell you name)
Bubble - Gum Pink
Dressed in baggy overalls and a green well-fitting green T-shirt, the 19- yr. old girl sighed as she lugged the three bulky boxes up the stairs to her friend's new apartment.
Stupidly, she had piled them one of top of another, so that she would have to make fewer trips up and down the stairs. Great idea in theory, not so great in practice.
'How do I get myself conned into these things. I could have spent my weekend relaxing. Instead, here I am stuck helping him move in,' she thought to herself as she trudged up the steps barely able to see where she was going.
'You volunteered, remember?' a rebellious part of her mind replied.
'I couldn't let him try to do all of this by himself!' she retorted defensively.
"Great now I'm talking to myself," she said with a roll of her eyes.
Through a crack between the boxes, which were blocking most of her view, she saw a flash of white as her friend stepped out of the apartment, looking down upon her plight with obvious amusement.
It was only then that she noticed that the reason she was having so much difficulty was that the boxes had managed to slip in her arms during her musings so that they were now half out of her arms, resting against the railing of the narrow staircase of the small two story apartment building, making it almost impossible for her to move.
'Now, what am I supposed to do,' she thought, 'I'm trapped.'
'That's what I get for trying to carry three boxes up at once,' groaned Kagome, as she glared at her golden-eyed friend, who appeared to be using his icy control in his struggle not to laugh.
And losing miserably.
"Oi!" she shouted, "This is your stuff you know! You could come down and help me carry it into your apartment."
Sesshoumaru smirked before walking down and gracefully carrying all three troublesome boxes up the rest of the stairs and into his new apartment with his characteristic sangfroid.
"Show off," huffed Kagome as she quickly followed.
The apartment itself was amazing, and she could tell that Sesshoumaru was proud of it. It had one bedroom, a spacious living room, a bathroom, and kitchen. Though, not a mansion, it was still impressive for a graduate student working to get his MBA.
Unfortunately, the reason the apartment was so cheap was that every wall in the apartment was painted a glaring bubble gum pink and not at all furnished.
He refused to accept money from his father to buy the apartment, in favor of trying to earn it on his own. He had not wished to accept favors from his father since he had married that wench.
Watching his swinging white hair, she couldn't help but feel her resentment die away and become replaced with the all-encompassing calm that she now associated with his presence.
Kagome sighed as she looked around at the organized chaos that was Sesshoumaru's apartment.
'It's going to be a loooong day,'
Knowing Sesshoumaru, he had been here since six in the morning meticulously cleaning the apartment, and had just gotten the place decent enough to begin carrying his things in. He was very insistent on cleanliness and kept himself immaculate at all times.
They were all piled in the center of the living room not to be unpacked until the painting was finished. He refused to live in a bubble gum pink apartment.
Sesshoumaru entered and dumped the last of the boxes into neatly stacked pile that now took up most of the room and almost reached to ceiling.
"Sesshou, I think there's a flaw in your plan," Kagome said as she looked upon the intimidating pile of boxes, "Exactly how do you plan on unpacking all of this stuff after we've finished painting?"
'Damn.' Sesshoumaru thought as he regarded the dilemma. "We'll just have to take down this mountain of boxes." He coolly replied as he mental berated himself for not thinking of this sooner.
"Well, it's a good thing that Sango and Miroku promised to stop by later and help," grumbled Kagome. She was not a morning person, and anything that forced her to wake up at 8 o'clock in the morning on a Saturday was automatically deemed evil.
But.
She knew that if she had not volunteered Sesshoumaru would have tried to do it all by himself, which was simply unacceptable. Luckily, while he might not prone to ask for help, he was smart enough to accept it when it was offered. He especially seemed to find it easier to swallow his great pride when it came to her.
Tucking some of the stray hair that had managed to escape her messy bun behind her ear, she grabbed a large sheet and tossed it over the pile to ensure that none of the boxes would accidentally get paint on them. "Well, let's get started!" she stated with a one of her light-hearted smiles.
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"Why do I have to go?" Inuyasha grumbled in a distinctly whiny tone as his father sent a warning glare towards his youngest son, "It's not like Sesshoumaru's going to even want me there. In case you haven't noticed we aren't exactly close.
Inutaisho rolled his eyes, and replied, "Why is it that the two of you despise each other with such a passion?"
He would never be able to understand why his two sons shared such a disliking for each other. True, their personalities were far from similar, but they were still family. 'Shouldn't that count for something?' Feeling the familiar beginnings of a headache, he remembered all of the arguments, most of which had ended with violence and injuries on both parties, and insuls. It had been this way for years, and it aggravated and exasperated him to no end.
"Sesshoumaru is finally moving into a new apartment. Don't you want to see it and help? Besides this is a family event, we are all going. We've barely seen Sesshoumaru at all since he left for college."
"Why would I want to see that cold, pompous, arrogant half-brother of mine?"
Finally Inutaisho's limited patience snapped. "YOU WILL COME WITH US TO VISIT YOUR BROTHER! YOU WILL HELP HIM MOVE INTO HIS NEW APARTMENT! AND YOU WILL ENJOY! THIS IS A FAMILY EVENT! NO IF, ANDS, OR BUTS ABOUT IT! YOU ARE GOING INUYASHA SO GET INTO THAT CAR RIGHT NOW!" hollered the irate man.
Inutaisho was a powerful and very successful businessman, owner of Fugio Enterprises. He was not a man to be toyed with or disobeyed.
"Feh," replied Inuyasha intelligently as he joined his mother in the BMW. Inutaisho gave a satisfied grunt as he stepped into the driver's seat to go visit his son.
A/N:: So, what did you think? REVIEW! PLZ. Btw I kno that they don't say Inu and Sess 's dad's name and that a lot of ppl use Inutaisho, which I think means dog demon boss or boss of dogs or somethings like that.