Mr Perfect – Part Thirteen:
Shout!
This is going to be shoooooort chapter. X.x; it's
really just a filler, to get to the next part, but I'm still gonna call it a Chapter ^_^; so yeah. Bare with me here...
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Thursday morning Sango sat at her desk, waiting anxiously. She'd called in
sick yesterday, claiming to have a major headache - which wasn't entirely a
lie. She did have a headache. She just failed to mention she'd been
drinking last night. So instead of working like a good little girl, Sango spent the whole day scolding Kagome about the evils
of playing matchmaker. Especially for her. Ayame, whose house they had been hiding out in, just sat
there, trying to figure out who it was they were talking about. The redhead
still had no clue that she'd been dancing with a superstar. She didn't have a
TV. Poor poor girl....
With all that scolding,
and head-aching, Sango had completely forgotten that
she was supposed to be playing matchmaking herself. For Miroku. The world is just so cruel, is it not?
Her nerves were on end by
now. 3:30. Miroku was supposed to have come in an
hour ago. Where the hell was he?!
"Ms. Hiraikotsu."
The sudden voice made Sango jump, and she leapt at the phone.
"Send him up Meimi."
"Uhh...."
Sango frowned. Surely this girl wasn't
going to pout about sending him up again. Would she?
"Mr. Houriki called a few minutes ago. He said he was very sorry
but wouldn't be able to make it in today."
"Oh." Sango sighed. "Well that's fine. He was my only
appointment today, so feel free to go home if you'd like."
"Really?! Asuka is
supposed to have off today, so this will be perfect! I can drag him to the
bridal shop, and the mall, and maybe we can go catch a movie...."
Sango sat back and let the girl continue
to gush about what she would do today. Sango felt
disappointed. She just couldn't place why. It's only natural that he'd not want
to see her today, maybe a day or two of absence would
be good.
'I'll just call Rin and have her tell Miroku I
rescheduled him for Saturday. That should be okay.' She thought. But Sango never called.
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Miroku quietly hung up the phone and sat
back on the couch. A moment later, the rest of the band come trudging in,
oblivious to the fact that he ever moved.
"C'mon
Miroku, snap outta it! I'm gonna
hit you in a minute."
Even with all the threats
given out since yesterday, Miroku (supposedly) hadn't
moved an inch. He sat, teddy-bear in hand, staring
(supposedly) at the Television. One may actually think he was, if it weren't
for the vacant look in his eyes. He was looking inward, rather then at the
world around him. Even the offer to take him to a strip club had no effect.
Something had to be wrong if that were the case.
"Hey Miroku, it couldn't have been that bad." Shippo put in. This earned him a glare, and any idiot would
have backed off. Not this idiot. "I mean, all you did was kiss the girl of
your dreams, get rejected, and have it posted all over Shout! Magazine."
"What?!" Miroku
all but yelled, grabbing the runt by the front of his shirt. Even Inuyasha was surprised by the outburst and poor Shippo was left dangling in the ticked-off drummer's
clutches.
"Y-yeah. Here."
Miroku abandoned the small boy and
instead took the magazine offered up to him. Sure enough, on the cover was a
picture of him and Sango at the rave. Not just any
picture though. This picture was of the kiss. Quite artful actually, the
photographer had managed to get a bit of both of their faces. Even Inuyasha and Kagome could be seen in the background. Miroku may have had time to ponder over this artistic
masterpiece, had the caption not drawn his attention...
FIENDISH MEMBER
DITCHED. More inside!
"Approximately around
To nearly everyone's
surprise, the group almost immediately split to go their separate ways,
(Trouble within the band, no doubt.) While attempting to locate at least one
of the members, quite a scene was being played out on the dance floor. Houriki Miroku, the Fiendish
drummer, seemed to be getting along quite well with a brown-haired beauty.
While a picture of her face couldn't clearly be gotten, the two were in
lip-lock for the better part of the evening. Take some time to breathe! This
reporter didn't even bother to try and locate the other members (they were most
likely in the company of their own lady-friends, no doubt). Watching Houriki proved to be far too interesting.
Unfortunately (or
fortunately for you fan girls), the magic didn't last until
Even so, I suppose there lies some good new in all of this: HE'S STILL
SINGLE LADIES!!!! It's even been said that he's currently working with a
matchmaker, a Ms. Hiraikotsu Sango,
to find 'the one'. For all we know, it could very well end up being Ms. Hiraikotsu herself, seeing as she'll be spending quite a
bit of time with one of the hottest bachelors on the planet! Who could resist
wanting a piece of Mr. Perfect?"
"I can't believe
it!" Koga sulked, "They didn't mention me once in that whole
article!"
"Yeah they did, he
just said you and Dog-breath were too boring to be troubled over."
Despite the obvious insult
made on the lead, he was too busy staring at Miroku
to do anything (yet).
"Oi,
you okay?"
Miroku seemed to be simmering down in the
week between the club and today. However, in reality, he was about ready to
boil over.
A) They hadn't been in
lip-lock all night. Five minutes at the most. Even he needed to breathe
on occasion.
B) No guys were with her
when she left. He should know! He was staring after her! It was only Kagome and
that redhead.
C) She didn't slap him. (this time)
D) Why
is it so damn great that he's alone?!
Miroku put the magazine down on the
table. Slammed more like it. After glaring down at it
for a few moments, he got up, and marched out the door.
. . .
"A twenty says he's goin' to kill whoever wrote that article."
"You're on!"
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Instead, Miroku found himself back in his room. Door locked. Razor in hand.
No, I'm just kidding ^-^
He is in a room, but it's a pen in his hand rather then a razor. Had you
freaked for a minute there didn't I? For the rest of the night, he sat on the
couch, with his notebook and pen, just scribbling away.
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See! I told you it would
be short v.v; I need a time skip, but I didn't want
to just skip the days after the 'event'. So yeah v.v;
I went to China Town Sat.
XD 4 boxes of Strawberry Pocky, 1 box of Chocolate pocky, GIANT box of Koala's March, a Pucca
pillow and FFX-2 stickers
But I must rant. It's Final Fantasy X-2 stickers... But at least half of the
pictures are from FFX. x.x
and then there's some random Rinoa sticker in the
corner... Yeah... See ya'll next chapter! Over 100
reviews so far XD I feel so loved....