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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
2,907
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28
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Two Buck Chuck: The Beginning of the End
To My Reviewers:
Mori-Kun: Don’t know if you’re still reading this man, but nice pun. ^____^
MeganConsoer: Sorry it took so long! I really hope you enjoy this one!
LadyoftheLake: Heehee. Glad you think it’s progressing. Happy reading!
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Chapter 4 of Multiple Choice: Two Buck Chuck: The Beginning of the End
Winter break was over; neither Kagome nor Sesshomaru could figure out if they were supposed to be blissfully happy or incredibly depressed about this face. The routine mad-dash to make it to school on time ended as the homeroom doors slammed shut and each half of the pair sat in their allotted seats, in their separate classrooms on what could have been on 2 different continents for what Sesshomaru felt. Her classroom was 3 paces away, and she, a million miles. He wanted to tell her. He was going to tell her. He had decided to tell her after Bankotsuo’s seemingly infinite wisdom washed over him, so why hadn’t he?
His shoulder hurt. There it was again.
“Dude.” And again. “Sesshomaru.” The pen poked at his muscle yet again.
“Huh?...Oh….here.”
The professor moved on the next name with the utmost of sarcastic enthusiasm as Sesshomaru returned to his glassy-eyed pose.
“Hey.”
“Hey yourself.” Why did he seem so out of it? They proceeded to get their blueberry muffins in peace.
“Sooo…did you have a fun time with B after we left? Sorry I never called you about it…”
“It’s fine. And, yeah, we had a…interesting talk.”
“Just a talk?” Was that hope in her eyes?
“Just a talk. I’m sorry Kags, but…dating--”
“No I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have forced you to go. I--”
“Hey. I still love you Kags.” ‘Always have.’
She smiled. “I love you too Sess.” It hurt. Those words hurt so much.
‘What’s up with this tone? This is so not my Sesshomaru…I don’t get it.’
“But I know a way you can make it up to me.”
“Anything!” her causal manner of speaking with physical contact did not shy away even in her most confusing of moments, but rather than being received in a welcome manner, this time, is hand flinched away from hers. Sesshomaru never flinches. Her very expression was not hidden but rather faced directly at him, head on.
It nearly killed him that face.
She was confused, wounded, and even a little bit angry. Worst of all, he knew that he had caused it. That’s where he was weakened the most.
“S-sorry Kags. I’m just a little jittery. Too much coffee I guess.” She wasn’t buying it. “Anyway, make it up to me by keeping your spring break free. I want to spend some time with you at my family’s beach house.”
Her body began to relax, very slowly, with this Sesshomaru. He was always Sesshomaru, but something wasn’t there. But for now, She’d let him come to her. If he needed to talk, she knew he’d talk when he was good and ready. They’d encountered far too many arguments due to her…not nagging…but, curiosity she called it.
O O O O O O
“Sessyyyyyyy!” The familiar squeal escaped her lips as she lightly body slammed herself into his side. Naturally, his trained form swayed only slightly at the impact.
“Ugh. Kags. Is that really necessary?”
“Oh absolutely. How else would I shower you with my affection?” She didn’t see him blush at the rhetorical question.
“What’s up?”
“Take me to your beach house this weekend?
“In the middle of February?”
“Pleeeeease? Pleasepleaseplease?”
“Uh…” ‘Oh God.’ “Sure. I thought we were going to go for Spring Break?”
“Yeeeeah…but Kouga’s away this weekend. Some family thing – and I reeeeally don’t want to be alonnne…”
She just as well could have shot and arrow through his chest. She only wanted to be with him in Kouga’s absence? Now, normally and in sync with his natural tendency to at least be a somewhat self-respecting man he would decline her request immediately. Fortunately he had always carried a weak spot in this department when it came to Kagome.
“Really!? Thanks! I have to run – have to do some paperwork – but let’s get the details later today okay? Call me!” The searing pain almost subsided completely as soon as he realized how happy she was about the excursion…almost.
After agreeing who’d bring the movies, the hot dogs, the music, and the rest of the goodies, the weekend came faster than they both expected. They were on their way to the beach singing at the top of their lungs to the likes of Queen, Jet, and the Avenue Q soundtrack and with enough food in tow to feed their graduating class.
After skim boarding and realizing that they couldn’t feel their own toes, the two headed back to the comfort of the house’s fuzzy carpet and heater.
“Y’know Sess, I think I’m going to take a bath and warm up. Is that okay?” She said brushing the sand off her feet.
A million dirty thoughts whizzed through his head at lightning speed under a stagnant and collected face. “Sure thing.” Was it him, or was the room suddenly exponentially warmer? He was pretty sure it was just him when Kagome’s teeth started to chatter.
Down the hall he could hear the water running, her board shorts and sweatshirt falling on the steaming tile. Racy fantasies frolicked in his imagination. Fantasies like ‘Sesshomaru, could you come help me scrub my back?’ Or, ‘Sesshomaru, could you hand me my towel…oops I dropped it!’
Before he let himself imagine anything above the dropped towel, her feet, the droplets of water on her knees, he threw on a fleece and announced “goingforawalkbebackinafew” in a very sloppy and hurried manner.
The cold salty mist certainly helped calm him down, the gentle heartbeat of the waves thumped a rhythm back into his tangle of emotions and thought. “I should come to the beach more often” he thought aloud, staring at the soupy sand inviting itself onto his toes.
“Soothing isn’t it?” The raspy voice in front of him belonged to a very short and seemingly very old woman sitting in the sand feeding a few seagulls.
Sesshomaru just stared as if to size her up. “You know you’re not supposed to do that.” He began moving toward the face that smiled back at him as if to say ‘Do I care? No. No I don not.’
“You’re not supposed to feed them, its bad for them.” He reiterated after realizing her ancient ears might not have heard him the first time. Sesshomaru shrugged and turned his attention to the birds, the stranger still staring at him with curios eyes.
“Hi there Sonny.” She said. He was taken aback by this sudden familiarity.
Do…do I know you?” He said, trying not to be rude, but failing. She outstretched a leathery hand with a few crumbs of bread.
Odd.
He accepted the funny gift and then realized he had done the very same thing with the very same leathery hand at the skating rink.
“Oh.” He stated at this realization, still staring down the bird food. His attention shifted to one of her hands as it softly patted the sand next to her, face directed at the waves. Sesshomaru followed directions.
“Girl troubles?” Sesshomaru let out a half laugh, half sigh, and let his head fall into the knees he clutched to his chest. “Talk Sonny.” He hesitated. “Indulge an old woman.”
“I…I’m just trying to figure it all out y’know? Would it be worth it to tell her or just keep our friendship as is? Can I be with her after I confess? Can I be with myself if I don’t? Someone gets hurt no matter what I do, and I think I’d rather have it be me.” He sighed and turned towards his newfound confidant. “Does this make any sense?”
The corner of her lips curled towards the fog-covered sun. She said nothing.
“Aaaaand? Aren’t you going to give me some worldly advice that only comes with age?”
“No matter what I say you’ll only do what you want in the end; why bother?”
He flopped onto his back and stared up at the cloudy sky. “Gee. Thanks. Why’d you ask in the first place then?”
“Sometimes you just need to say it boy.”
He paused and thought over her word. “Do you mean say it to anyone in general? Or to her.” She smiled nonchalantly, knowingly. Sesshomaru sucked in the damp air as if to reply to the insinuation, but was abruptly cut off by a familiar voice.
“Sess!?” He waved, got up, and brushed the sand off his pants. He looked back at the woman, desperately trying to read her wrinkled eyes.
She stared back. “See you round Sonny.”
“Who’s that?” Kagome peered around his body.
“Just some crazy old woman. Come on.” And they went inside. “So milady, what shall we have on the menu tonight?”
“Uuuuuuuuuuooooooooooooaaaaaaaaammmmmmm….noodles!”
“Kay. I’ll work on dinner; you go ahead and start the movie.”
“You’re letting me pick? Even though you know I’m going to choose the sappiest, most girly, most estrogen-filled film…you’re still letting me pick? Are you sure you want to do that.”
The stove flame kicked into high gear. “Might as well get it over with.” He shrugged.
“10 Things I Hate About You it is!” And she skipped across the room.
“No! Oh God no! Anything but that!” He teased.
Kagome whipped around, hands on her hips and protested, “It’s either that or Titanic.” Sesshomaru slipped the noodles into the water and quickly agreed that her 1st choice wasn’t all that bad. “That’s what I thought!” And he stirred away in defeat. “Oh! And hey!” She rummaged through her bag. “Look what I got!” Kagome waved a dark green bottle in each hand.
“All riiight.”
2 dirty dishes, several glasses of cheap wine, and 1 and a half movies later (they ended up watching Titanic anyway), the twosome was barely watching the drama unfold on the TV screen as they were far to preoccupied making fun of it.
“Aaaaah! Aaaaaaah! Oh my GOD! Something with the relevant size of a skittle in Lake Michigan couldn’t possibly sink! Aaaaah! Oh my fucking God what do I doooooo?”
Sesshomaru, on the floor looking up at this spectacle, aided with “Quick Kagome! Run around like a chicken without a head! Maybe THAT might help!”
Accordingly, a primal and slurred distress call exited her vocal cords. “Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahwalaaaaagaaaaaaa!” When she could no longer keep up with the alcohol-induced performance, she joined Sesshomaru in laughter at the foot of the sofa.
They continued to hear scripted screams from the Sony as the panted next to each other trying to catch their breaths. Kagome took another swig from the bottle. Struggling for air, they both looked at each other and laughed at their pitiful shape. Kagome’s hair falling out of her ponytail, her make up smeared and gone, but she was just as beautiful as ever. Sesshomaru with his locks sticking to his face, eyes half open, yet, somehow, ‘He’s so…incredibly….seductive!’
FWAMP must have been what it sounded like when, in one sweeping and very uncoordinated movement, Kagome hurled herself on top if Sesshomaru and kissed him.
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A/N
I’m BAAAACK! Yes, I know you all hate me for leaving for that god awful amount of time. I apologize sincerely, but am happy to announce that I have the next chapter in the works and it, or the once after that, will be the conclusion of Multiple Choice. Now, don’t hate me, but I don’t know how long they will take (reviews make ‘em go faster people I swear) because I’m starting my freshman year of college (Boulder here I come!) in just a few days. Wheeee! Also, if you’ve read my other Inuyasha fic By the Bay, I’m thinking of finishing that one properly too. I have 11 chapters written, and only 4 posted, but we’ll see how that goes (tell me what you think).
Hope to hear from you all and I hope you enjoyed it!
Mori-Kun: Don’t know if you’re still reading this man, but nice pun. ^____^
MeganConsoer: Sorry it took so long! I really hope you enjoy this one!
LadyoftheLake: Heehee. Glad you think it’s progressing. Happy reading!
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Chapter 4 of Multiple Choice: Two Buck Chuck: The Beginning of the End
Winter break was over; neither Kagome nor Sesshomaru could figure out if they were supposed to be blissfully happy or incredibly depressed about this face. The routine mad-dash to make it to school on time ended as the homeroom doors slammed shut and each half of the pair sat in their allotted seats, in their separate classrooms on what could have been on 2 different continents for what Sesshomaru felt. Her classroom was 3 paces away, and she, a million miles. He wanted to tell her. He was going to tell her. He had decided to tell her after Bankotsuo’s seemingly infinite wisdom washed over him, so why hadn’t he?
His shoulder hurt. There it was again.
“Dude.” And again. “Sesshomaru.” The pen poked at his muscle yet again.
“Huh?...Oh….here.”
The professor moved on the next name with the utmost of sarcastic enthusiasm as Sesshomaru returned to his glassy-eyed pose.
“Hey.”
“Hey yourself.” Why did he seem so out of it? They proceeded to get their blueberry muffins in peace.
“Sooo…did you have a fun time with B after we left? Sorry I never called you about it…”
“It’s fine. And, yeah, we had a…interesting talk.”
“Just a talk?” Was that hope in her eyes?
“Just a talk. I’m sorry Kags, but…dating--”
“No I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have forced you to go. I--”
“Hey. I still love you Kags.” ‘Always have.’
She smiled. “I love you too Sess.” It hurt. Those words hurt so much.
‘What’s up with this tone? This is so not my Sesshomaru…I don’t get it.’
“But I know a way you can make it up to me.”
“Anything!” her causal manner of speaking with physical contact did not shy away even in her most confusing of moments, but rather than being received in a welcome manner, this time, is hand flinched away from hers. Sesshomaru never flinches. Her very expression was not hidden but rather faced directly at him, head on.
It nearly killed him that face.
She was confused, wounded, and even a little bit angry. Worst of all, he knew that he had caused it. That’s where he was weakened the most.
“S-sorry Kags. I’m just a little jittery. Too much coffee I guess.” She wasn’t buying it. “Anyway, make it up to me by keeping your spring break free. I want to spend some time with you at my family’s beach house.”
Her body began to relax, very slowly, with this Sesshomaru. He was always Sesshomaru, but something wasn’t there. But for now, She’d let him come to her. If he needed to talk, she knew he’d talk when he was good and ready. They’d encountered far too many arguments due to her…not nagging…but, curiosity she called it.
O O O O O O
“Sessyyyyyyy!” The familiar squeal escaped her lips as she lightly body slammed herself into his side. Naturally, his trained form swayed only slightly at the impact.
“Ugh. Kags. Is that really necessary?”
“Oh absolutely. How else would I shower you with my affection?” She didn’t see him blush at the rhetorical question.
“What’s up?”
“Take me to your beach house this weekend?
“In the middle of February?”
“Pleeeeease? Pleasepleaseplease?”
“Uh…” ‘Oh God.’ “Sure. I thought we were going to go for Spring Break?”
“Yeeeeah…but Kouga’s away this weekend. Some family thing – and I reeeeally don’t want to be alonnne…”
She just as well could have shot and arrow through his chest. She only wanted to be with him in Kouga’s absence? Now, normally and in sync with his natural tendency to at least be a somewhat self-respecting man he would decline her request immediately. Fortunately he had always carried a weak spot in this department when it came to Kagome.
“Really!? Thanks! I have to run – have to do some paperwork – but let’s get the details later today okay? Call me!” The searing pain almost subsided completely as soon as he realized how happy she was about the excursion…almost.
After agreeing who’d bring the movies, the hot dogs, the music, and the rest of the goodies, the weekend came faster than they both expected. They were on their way to the beach singing at the top of their lungs to the likes of Queen, Jet, and the Avenue Q soundtrack and with enough food in tow to feed their graduating class.
After skim boarding and realizing that they couldn’t feel their own toes, the two headed back to the comfort of the house’s fuzzy carpet and heater.
“Y’know Sess, I think I’m going to take a bath and warm up. Is that okay?” She said brushing the sand off her feet.
A million dirty thoughts whizzed through his head at lightning speed under a stagnant and collected face. “Sure thing.” Was it him, or was the room suddenly exponentially warmer? He was pretty sure it was just him when Kagome’s teeth started to chatter.
Down the hall he could hear the water running, her board shorts and sweatshirt falling on the steaming tile. Racy fantasies frolicked in his imagination. Fantasies like ‘Sesshomaru, could you come help me scrub my back?’ Or, ‘Sesshomaru, could you hand me my towel…oops I dropped it!’
Before he let himself imagine anything above the dropped towel, her feet, the droplets of water on her knees, he threw on a fleece and announced “goingforawalkbebackinafew” in a very sloppy and hurried manner.
The cold salty mist certainly helped calm him down, the gentle heartbeat of the waves thumped a rhythm back into his tangle of emotions and thought. “I should come to the beach more often” he thought aloud, staring at the soupy sand inviting itself onto his toes.
“Soothing isn’t it?” The raspy voice in front of him belonged to a very short and seemingly very old woman sitting in the sand feeding a few seagulls.
Sesshomaru just stared as if to size her up. “You know you’re not supposed to do that.” He began moving toward the face that smiled back at him as if to say ‘Do I care? No. No I don not.’
“You’re not supposed to feed them, its bad for them.” He reiterated after realizing her ancient ears might not have heard him the first time. Sesshomaru shrugged and turned his attention to the birds, the stranger still staring at him with curios eyes.
“Hi there Sonny.” She said. He was taken aback by this sudden familiarity.
Do…do I know you?” He said, trying not to be rude, but failing. She outstretched a leathery hand with a few crumbs of bread.
Odd.
He accepted the funny gift and then realized he had done the very same thing with the very same leathery hand at the skating rink.
“Oh.” He stated at this realization, still staring down the bird food. His attention shifted to one of her hands as it softly patted the sand next to her, face directed at the waves. Sesshomaru followed directions.
“Girl troubles?” Sesshomaru let out a half laugh, half sigh, and let his head fall into the knees he clutched to his chest. “Talk Sonny.” He hesitated. “Indulge an old woman.”
“I…I’m just trying to figure it all out y’know? Would it be worth it to tell her or just keep our friendship as is? Can I be with her after I confess? Can I be with myself if I don’t? Someone gets hurt no matter what I do, and I think I’d rather have it be me.” He sighed and turned towards his newfound confidant. “Does this make any sense?”
The corner of her lips curled towards the fog-covered sun. She said nothing.
“Aaaaand? Aren’t you going to give me some worldly advice that only comes with age?”
“No matter what I say you’ll only do what you want in the end; why bother?”
He flopped onto his back and stared up at the cloudy sky. “Gee. Thanks. Why’d you ask in the first place then?”
“Sometimes you just need to say it boy.”
He paused and thought over her word. “Do you mean say it to anyone in general? Or to her.” She smiled nonchalantly, knowingly. Sesshomaru sucked in the damp air as if to reply to the insinuation, but was abruptly cut off by a familiar voice.
“Sess!?” He waved, got up, and brushed the sand off his pants. He looked back at the woman, desperately trying to read her wrinkled eyes.
She stared back. “See you round Sonny.”
“Who’s that?” Kagome peered around his body.
“Just some crazy old woman. Come on.” And they went inside. “So milady, what shall we have on the menu tonight?”
“Uuuuuuuuuuooooooooooooaaaaaaaaammmmmmm….noodles!”
“Kay. I’ll work on dinner; you go ahead and start the movie.”
“You’re letting me pick? Even though you know I’m going to choose the sappiest, most girly, most estrogen-filled film…you’re still letting me pick? Are you sure you want to do that.”
The stove flame kicked into high gear. “Might as well get it over with.” He shrugged.
“10 Things I Hate About You it is!” And she skipped across the room.
“No! Oh God no! Anything but that!” He teased.
Kagome whipped around, hands on her hips and protested, “It’s either that or Titanic.” Sesshomaru slipped the noodles into the water and quickly agreed that her 1st choice wasn’t all that bad. “That’s what I thought!” And he stirred away in defeat. “Oh! And hey!” She rummaged through her bag. “Look what I got!” Kagome waved a dark green bottle in each hand.
“All riiight.”
2 dirty dishes, several glasses of cheap wine, and 1 and a half movies later (they ended up watching Titanic anyway), the twosome was barely watching the drama unfold on the TV screen as they were far to preoccupied making fun of it.
“Aaaaah! Aaaaaaah! Oh my GOD! Something with the relevant size of a skittle in Lake Michigan couldn’t possibly sink! Aaaaah! Oh my fucking God what do I doooooo?”
Sesshomaru, on the floor looking up at this spectacle, aided with “Quick Kagome! Run around like a chicken without a head! Maybe THAT might help!”
Accordingly, a primal and slurred distress call exited her vocal cords. “Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahwalaaaaagaaaaaaa!” When she could no longer keep up with the alcohol-induced performance, she joined Sesshomaru in laughter at the foot of the sofa.
They continued to hear scripted screams from the Sony as the panted next to each other trying to catch their breaths. Kagome took another swig from the bottle. Struggling for air, they both looked at each other and laughed at their pitiful shape. Kagome’s hair falling out of her ponytail, her make up smeared and gone, but she was just as beautiful as ever. Sesshomaru with his locks sticking to his face, eyes half open, yet, somehow, ‘He’s so…incredibly….seductive!’
FWAMP must have been what it sounded like when, in one sweeping and very uncoordinated movement, Kagome hurled herself on top if Sesshomaru and kissed him.
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A/N
I’m BAAAACK! Yes, I know you all hate me for leaving for that god awful amount of time. I apologize sincerely, but am happy to announce that I have the next chapter in the works and it, or the once after that, will be the conclusion of Multiple Choice. Now, don’t hate me, but I don’t know how long they will take (reviews make ‘em go faster people I swear) because I’m starting my freshman year of college (Boulder here I come!) in just a few days. Wheeee! Also, if you’ve read my other Inuyasha fic By the Bay, I’m thinking of finishing that one properly too. I have 11 chapters written, and only 4 posted, but we’ll see how that goes (tell me what you think).
Hope to hear from you all and I hope you enjoyed it!