Author's Note: Welcome to my version of an "Inu Yasha" filler episode! I've placed this between episodes 23 and 24 of the anime. We never actually DO see what Kagome does while she's home after seeing Kikyou try to drag Inu Yasha to hell. I figure we need some lightheartedness in there. That also means Sango hasn't joined the group yet.

This is the first fic in my unofficial attempt to complete the 30 Kisses challenge on Livejournal. I would join officially, but the community seems to be all but dead. Not to mention the little fact that I started this all the way back in September and just finished the rough draft, since I'm also working on a couple of epics. This way I don't have to worry about time constraints and can write my stories as time and health permit.

Please enjoy!

Overall Rating: T
Reason: Inu Yasha's fondness for swear words and some suggestive thoughts.
30 Kisses Theme: #9 - "Dash"

By a Nose
by Misarae

Chapter 1
It's WHAT Day?


"Good to see you back!"

"How's your Trimethylaminuria?"

Yuka and Eri stared at Ayumi in shock. "You actually remembered how to pronounce it?" they chorused.

Ayumi blushed. "I've always been good with words," she said.

Kagome wished the ground would open up and swallow her whole. "Gee, thanks Gramps for telling my friends that I stink like fish," she thought. "Yeah, I made some dietary changes that really helped," she said brightly, thanking whatever kami was listening that she had bought that book of rare diseases so she could start responding appropriately whenever her friends questioned her. On top of her regular class work, make up work, and hunting for jewel shards, there were days she was certain her head was going to explode.

"So does this mean we can pencil you in for an event or two?" Eri prodded.

Kagome blinked. "What?"

"Don't tell me you've been so sick that you've lost track of time!" Yuka cried.

Kagome looked at her friends sheepishly, even as she wracked what little remained of her brain. Part of her wanted to snicker at Yuka's inadvertent pun. If only she knew! "I'm really sorry, guys. I don't know what you're talking about."

Eri leaned over slightly, fixing Kagome with an evil glare. "Do the words 'Sports Day' ring any bells?"

"It's October already?!"

"Geez, Kagome, you really are out of it!" Yuka said before leaning in with her own suspicious glare. "If I didn't know better, I'd say it was because of a boy, not because you've been sick."

Kagome blushed bright red. "You've gotta be kidding me! Like I have time for a boyfriend!" she said, forcing images of a certain rude, immature, silver-haired hanyou out of her mind.

"You said it, not me," Yuka said with a grin.

"All right, guys, that's enough," Ayumi said. "What do you say, Kagome? I'm sure we can find an event or two still in need of a warm body!"

"Geez, how do I keep getting myself into these things?" Kagome groaned as she flopped on her bed and buried her face in her pillow. She stayed like that until she was in danger of smothering before turning onto her back and staring up at the ceiling, one arm thrown dramatically across her forehead. How could she have said no in the face of her three friends' pleas and threats? They'd signed her up for two events, the Blanket Carry and the Mock Calvary Battle. Since the red team was short a student thanks to her absences, that was where she was assigned. At first she had felt a thrill of excitement as she held her red bandana in her hand, then recent events came crashing back down on her and she'd thrust it into her backpack before her forcefully cheery demeanor crumbled.

"Stupid Inu Yasha," she said with a sigh.

It had been bad enough that she had forgotten her big yellow backpack on the other side of the well, but she definitely could have lived without appearing in the middle of what had apparently been Miroku and Shippou's attempt to clarify Inu Yasha's feelings.

"'Can't I have both?' indeed," she snorted.

Yes, she'd "Sat" him good and hard for that, but he'd said it so earnestly, like a child asking why he couldn't have both chocolate and strawberry pocky in the same box. It was so like him. The logical, practical answer to the whole dilemma, with no regard for the feelings of anyone but himself.

She hated the new ache that had begun to throb in her chest as she watched Kikyou try to drag Inu Yasha to hell. If she were honest with herself, it had started when Kikyou kissed him. He'd obviously been startled, his eyes wide open. Kagome hadn't been able to tell if Inu Yasha actually kissed her back, but just the fact that their lips were joined had been enough.

It was almost enough to make her wish she hadn't pushed him away hours before Kikyou's resurrection.

Kagome slid her arm down to cover her eyes. Stupid, stupid Inu Yasha.

To make matters worse, he would NOT be happy if he came to get her, because there was no way she could leave until after Monday, which was two days away. If it was just a matter of disappointing her friends, she might have considered going with him, but Mama had caught her on her way in.

"I'm home, Mama!"

"Welcome home, Kagome!" Mrs. Higurashi said, coming to the doorway between the hallway and front room. She watched as Kagome kicked off her shoes, exchanging them for house slippers. "How was your day?"

"Exhausting." Kagome would never know what possessed her to continue on. "I've been drafted into participating in Sports Day."

"Oh Kagome, that's wonderful!" Mama enthused. "I didn't think you'd be able to stay that long. You know, with all the time you spend over on the other side, I really should come see my little girl participate one last time."

"Mama, you don't have to! Really!"

"Nonsense. Souta's been spoiled having both me and Gramps come every year. This year, Gramps can watch Souta, and I can watch you."

"I'm not in anything really exciting. It's just the Blanket Carry and the Mock Calvary Battle. You won't even be able to see me in the Blanket Carry! I'm the one in the blanket!"

"Still, just knowing you're there is good enough for me. It's settled then." Mama walked away, her light steps betraying how happy she was.


There was no way that Kagome could disappoint Mama, especially considering how understanding she'd been in the past month or so. Most girls' mothers would react to the news of their daughters being transported to another, much more dangerous time by tying them down or trying to dismantle the portal. What had her mother done? Acted as if Kagome was just going on a camping trip in the mountains or something. She wondered if she would grow up to be that strong.

Kagome shook her head, forcibly dislodging the fleeting image of her standing just outside a reed mat covering the doorframe of a Feudal Era hut, waving good bye at the back of a boy about Souta's age with long black hair and dog ears.

"Quadratic equations!" she cried out. "That's what I need!" She leapt off her bed before plopping down into her desk chair and whipping her algebra book off the pile of texts that had been staring at her. "Take that, stupid brain!"

To be continued...

Extra Note: Since I already have the rough draft done, I can say that this fic will be five chapters long. I'm aiming to put up either one or two a week, so you shouldn't have to wait long for an ending. Thanks for reading!