Author: Tsuki-no-oni PM
What will happen when Inu signs onto a dating service and Kag gets pressured into the same? Will the troublemaker and the class prez ever hit it off? Or is the relationship doomed to end before it even starts? complete.Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Inuyasha & Kagome H. - Chapters: 50 - Words: 101,863 - Reviews: 301 - Favs: 112 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 02-13-05 - Published: 03-20-04 - Status: Complete - id: 1781906
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Inuyasha—internet geek. Causes trouble, but has a job and enough brains to pass classes. Dresses in any t-shirt he can find, hoodies, and bondage pants most usually.
Sesshoumaru—Inu's twin in this fic. Sleeps a lot. Is dating Rin, who is two years younger than him. Dresses any random way he feels, usually in scrubs because he's perpetually sleepy.
Miroku—letch. Currently dating Sango, going on one-year relationship. Wears pretty much the same thing as Inuyasha and likes to dye his hair according to his clothes.
Sango—dating Miroku. Dances and works at the local mall as a cashier for the store the guys shop at. Passes class and tries to force Miroku to pass too.
Rin—only in her sophomore year. Wise in the matter of relationships. Usually reads romance novels and cooks. Good for Sess, who usually eats her food and sleeps while she reads.
Kagome—completely and apparently irreversibly single. Top of the class. Works at local bookstore. Dances with Sango and occasionally tutors Rin in math and Spanish.
Inuyasha glanced warily at the radio as he drove. Just over eighteen, he had just recently celebrated a birthday and gotten a car out of the deal. His friends, parents, and relatives had all chipped in to get him a black Mitsubishi. Of course, upon hearing about this, his best friend Miroku had suggested they paint flames on the sides of the treasured car.
It was the letch that Inu was thinking of as he stared at his radio and waited for the light to turn. But he wasn't being nasty like some may think, he was simply contemplating the sound of Miroku's voice pouring from the speakers.
When was he last in this car? How the hell is he talking to me?He stared blankly at the CD player/radio.
"Hello Inuyasha. You're going to be pissed at the sound of my voice, man, but I have to get this out. I heard this commercial on my radio station and it was perfect for you. So I waited around all night for it to repeat, and I taped it for you. Just listen and think about it, bud. Sango and I don't want to deal with you moping around feeling all lonely the next time we party, understand?"
Inuyasha blinked. So that's what this is about. The lecher was making another ill-fated attempt at getting the single Inuyasha hooked up with a babe. Those were actually the words that came from the speakers next, ironically. Inuyasha rolled his eyes and reached to turn down the volume.
"So you don't have to bring anyone to your family reunion. And you don't need anyone at your cousin's wedding. You definitely don't need anyone giving you chocolate on valentine's day. You are perfectly happy watching movies alone, partying alone, and most importantly sleeping alone."
His hand stopped over the dial. The sexy voice was nothing to him, but the words tumbling from the chick's mouth were hitting him home. Maybe...maybe this way he could hook up with one of those models that kept popping up on his computer at home. Curiosity piqued, he leaned back and listened to the rest of the advertisement.
"Good for you, big shooter," the voice said sarcastically. "C'mon, live a little bit! Call 29X meeting place today! Worried that you'll have nothing in common? Well, you already know that you like the same music! The best part about 29X meeting place is that you get to do things at your own pace. So call today, at 1-800-508-9758! Don't spend another day alone, call 1-800- 508-9758!"
Inuyasha drove as the ad ended. Miroku's voice cut back in and the eighteen- year-old wondered just exactly how his friend had gotten this in his treasured car under his very nose. It was obviously a burnt CD, which meant that Sango had put some work into it too. Miroku was good with computers, but when it came to recording anything he was gone. Lucky that he had his girlfriend to do everything for him...
"It screams you, Inuyasha. I don't want to deal with your rude interruptions anymore while Sango and I are enjoying ourselves. The perfect solution is for you to find yourself a girl of your own."
Inuyasha blinked at the bluntness of his friend's statement. A year or two ago, Miroku would have taken forever to get that simple statement out. He had still worded it funny, avoiding the main gist of what he was trying to say—stop breaking up my girlfriend and I while we're sucking face.
Two years ago, Inuyasha and Miroku hadn't known that the other existed. And then one fateful day, when Miroku was waiting to see the Sophomore principal for groping someone and Inuyasha was waiting because he had set fire to the auditorium (long story). Miroku was outgoing enough towards the ladies, certainly, but he had few male friends.
Trading stories of what they had done, they got to talking. Miroku found out that the closest thing Inu had to guy friends was his twin brother. When the principal had stuck her head out of the office Miroku had shook Inuyasha's hand and given him his cell phone number.
Of course, they weren't supposed to have those in school. Being the kind person that Inuyasha is, he escaped to the bathroom and called Miroku in the middle of fifth period.
"Fuck you!" was all that he had gotten at the time. That had been the start of their long-time friendship and co-troublemaking. Harassing girls and giving their teachers hell had been fine until Miroku had finally 'settled down' with Sango. The girl kept him on a tight leash, and there had been less and less fun hanging out with Miroku.
Maybe he's right. Maybe I do need a girl, Inuyasha thought reluctantly. It pained him to admit that his friend was right in any scenario. Well, his twin brother was dating too. He couldn't be the only one of the man folk left out of the fun, now could he?
Sesshoumaru's girlfriend was a pretty little sophomore named Rin. Of course, the three guys were all seniors this year. That meant that Sess and Rin would get split up at the end of the year, unlike Sango and Miroku who were smart enough to be in the same grade level. Sess and Rin were a cute couple, and had been going out since Rin was in the seventh grade. Inuyasha had thought that his brother was crazy, but after meeting her he decided that he liked Rin.
No, he didn't want to find a random girl out of boredom. Maybe...maybe the reason he wasn't dating now was because he didn't see the right girl.
Then again, Inuyasha had suffered a dramatic breakup with his two-year honey only the year before. Kikyo Harishuma. The girl had been fanatic about him to begin with, but after about twenty-four months of her hanging and whining he had endured enough.
That was why he hadn't gotten another girlfriend yet, he decided. Part of him still felt partially loyal to Kikyo. After all, she was still single as well. They weren't speaking any more, but that didn't mean that they didn't still entertain slight feelings for each other.
Then again, he had learned his lesson with Kikyo. He had learned the hard way that the girl was deliberately trying to seduce him, courtesy of his brother. He had been livid with Sess for quite a while, but a lifetime of trust—if you can call brotherly in-fighting trust—won out over a two-year relationship of nothing but slow and agonizing torture.
It had all come down to one thing: Kikyo was a slut. And that had been that. Inuyasha had told her so and left completely. He wasn't surprised to find that other people had known about the trap he had gotten himself into. She had been using him as a ride, as money, and hopefully a bodyguard of sorts. Thanks to Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha was no longer playing the fool.
Yes, another girl would do him good. According to the commercial, he could call her and arrange a date. That meant that he could pick and choose who it was he called. He decided that after he got the list of his compatible girls, he would go online at home and look up all he could about them. Hopefully there would be some pictures. Since it was still fall, it was also possible that those pictures would entail bikinis or skimpy summer clothing.
Smiling slightly to himself, Inuyasha picked up his phone and dialed the number.
A/N: There we go. I'm probably not going to work on this one as much, since I have two other stories going right now. Also, I'm free for beta reading even though it will slow me down even more...currently betaing for my taco! next chapter: Kagome makes the call!
Just so that you know, that phone number is an actual dating service. I heard it on the radio (that was the best I could remember the commercial). So...don't call. Or...um...call. Whatever. (shrugs)