Typical Teenage Hysteria

Chapter Eight:

Kagome sat in silence as Miroku and Sango continued to look around her room and eat their pizza. Taking a bite, she had an idea of how to pull off her plan, or 'Operation Hanyou' as it had been unofficially dubbed. A quick glance of the clock told her she would have to hurry.

"Where does Inuyasha live?" Sango answered. "About 45 minutes away from here I guess. It's...wow, it's late, 9:45 right now, so we'd better hurry." They began eating quickly, sitting down and momentarily forgetting their surroundings.

Ten minutes later, they were on the road in Kagome's red BMW convertible pushing 105 on back roads. The girl had a lead foot, and Sango loved it! Miroku, on the other hand...

"Serenity, peace, calm..." He was interrupted. "And speed baby! Hell yeah!!" Screamed Sango. With her window and the top down, her hair whipped around her face even with a ponytail. She smiled back good-naturedly at Miroku, then turned Kagome's stereo up, singing along to Cold's 'Stupid Girl'.

About a half an hour later, they were at Inuyasha's house, if you could call it that. It was 10:25 and there were still a litter of small children in the front yard, going about their activities by streetlight, and there were two kids playing swordfight...With butcher knives. Kagome was surprised. Not even her Father left her alone when she was growing up. There was always her sister, who was three years older, and a maid.

Kagome pulled into the driveway next to a motorcycle and a once-blue '63 corvette with a flat tire and the hood up that obviously hadn't been driven in a long time. She looked to Miroku. "Wait here?" He nodded, not sure he would have been able to get up anyway, at the risk of puking his guts up.

Sango and Kagome made their way to the door, Kagome pausing as Sango greeted a particularly small child. "Mara is Inu's foster mom. Only about five of these kids are actually hers. She gets welfare for each one, so she keeps as many as possible." Sango said as they knocked on the door, rolling her eyes.

"Come in!"

Kagome opened the door to see a very tired looking, though pretty woman about 35 sitting on the lap of a guy with long salt and pepper hair and a whole bunch of tattoos. Kagome guessed the motorcycle was his. The room was shabby, with two dirty couches, a small TV, a table littered with McDonald's bags, an entrance to a kitchen and basement, and a stairw

"Hey Mara, Inu ready?" Sango asked the woman, who was necking like a 15 year old in the movies. She shrugged. "Go on up." Sango looked at Kagome, who nodded her head.

The two went upstairs, passing three fairargearge rooms with a sunken in mattresses and floors barely visible through a carpet of broken toys. At the end of the hall was another bedroom, the door closed. Sango knocked twice.

"It's me, open up!" There was shuffling, then an electric screwgun could be heard. "There's no fuckin doorknob. It is open!"

Two pairs of eyes shifted to where a doorknob should be, but instead was a peice of styrofoam taped in place with a pen jabbed through. Sango laughed. "Welcome to ghettoville, population you.." She brought one finger up to the door and pushed it open, revealing one very shirtless Inuyasha standing on a chair apparently putting a door back on, his back to them.

"Shippo accidentally broke off my closet door and got scared and locked the door then shut it, so Dan took off the doorknob and lost it. Anyway I'll be ready in a min-Woah my God!" Inuyasha had started to turn around when he spotted Kagome. He then dropped the screwgun, and in an effort to cover his chest up had fallen the the chair, which slid into the closet door, knocking it over.

Inuyasha glared at Sango, who was rolling her eyes. "My God, Inu, it's not like you were freakin naked!"

Inuyasha looked around his room, then found a tee-shirt. Pulling it over his head, he looked at the
other girl in his room, blushing slightly. "Hey..." Kagome suppressed a giggle. "Hey..."

Sango interrupted the two by clapping her hands together quickly. "Come on, chop chop, hurry it up, look alive here people!"

The two looked away from each other, Kagome burning a hole in the wall, and Inuyasha's eyes straying to everything but her. Inuyasha's eyes locked on the closet door, once again broken. "Fuck..."

Sango shrugged. "No use crying over spilled milk, now lets get a move on!" Inuyasha strode over to his black backpack in the corner. He uncerimoniously dumped the contents - a binder, pens, a brown bag, tee-shirt, and a mess of papers - onto his bed. He got some boxers, pants, toothbrush and toothpaste, and shirts.

"How long will I be there?" Inuyasha asked, not looking up from his task of shove-til-it-fits. "Don't matter. How long do you want to stay?" With that, he paused, then put a few more articles of clothing in his bag. Inuyasha knew it wouldn't zipper shut, so he didn't even bother.

Shrugging the stuffed pack on, he went down the steps, or rather, went over them. Kagome raised her eyebrows. "Wow, I think he only touched two steps." She said as she and Sango reached the bottom. Inuyasha was alreadly impatient to get out.

The long haired hanyou looked towards his foster mother as he neared the door. "Not like you care, but I'll be gone for a few dayee yee ya." He walked out, leaving the two girls to follow.

Walking across the yard, he paused to talk to a little boy with rust colored hair and a tail. Kagome skipped the last two steps and walked over next to Inuyasha. She looked at the little boy. She put her hands on her knees and chedched down. "Hi, my name's Kagome. What's yours?" Inuyasha started to speak. "He doesn't like to talk to peo-" He stopped short as the child answered.

"I'm Shippo. I'm a kitsune. I like you alot. Wanna see my train?" Kagome nodded, smiling as as Sango and Inuyasha looked on in shock. Turning around, she looked at Inuyasha. "Now what's this, 'Oh, he doesn't talk to people'?" She stuck her tongue out at him as the small kit dragged her across the yard, weaving in and out of other kids.