A/N: I know what you are thinking, not another high school fic. Trust me I internally battled this one out for days, but I promise to make this not only entertaining, but time-worthy and readable. The M rating I placed on it is not just to attract a certain number of readers, but it is my solid vow to make this a mature story with proper grammar, character development, and somewhat real-life consequences.
Some of my favorite fanfictions are ones set in high school, but unfortunately the story lines are usually always the same. I wanted to try something different and hopefully broaden the genre a bit. It doesn't always have to be a teacherXstudent, forbidden romance smutfest, or the jockXnerd, goodgirlXbadboy (vice versa) themes. Yeah those are fun but after a while it gets played out and predictable.
I hope this story is to your liking, and if not, sorry :)
WARNING: A lot of swearing, vulgar language, violence (not overly graphic), smut, underage drinking and drug use. The actions performed by the characters in this story are not how I think kids in high school should not behave nor do I promote it! DRUGS ARE BAD… m'kay? But I wanted to make the story realistic. I know not every highschooler does drugs and drinks, but a lot of them do. If this material is not something you find suitable, then please, click the back button right now.
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Whew! That was a lot. Okay, I think we can go on with our story now.
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Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha nor do I profit from this at all. This is just a hobby.
Boy Crazy
Rin let out a bored sigh as she stared out the window of her class. The sun was shining brightly, illuminating the green grass in the school quad. Through the large glass window Rin could feel its inviting warmth, giving the artificial lit classroom a healthy and almost dreamy glow. It was mid-spring and less than a month and a half until the school year it over. Then three months of freedom. At least for most of the students, Rin still had work and tutoring to go to. Still, that was better than school on any day.
She swept the classroom with a bored gaze. Students sat hunched over their desks, focused on the tests in front of them. This would be the last pop quiz in this class before the semester is over. Final exams were three weeks away, if she did really well she might be able to cut herself some slack and only do tutoring two nights a week instead of three, but she seriously doubted it. She hadn't gotten a break since she was eight years old.
She glanced up at the clock, sitting on the wall in front of the class. Another twenty minutes. With her test completed and already turned in she had nothing to do really, and staring into space was very productive. She reached inside her desk and pulled out the Sudoku book she left in there for situations just like this. She only had a few puzzles left. She cracked a smile, remembering buying it the second month school started. It was a thick booklet with one hundred puzzles in it. By the end of next month it would be completely filled.
After ten minutes, Rin was completely immersed in her game. The gentle vibrations of her cell phone in her pocket jarred her from her task. With a cautious glance up at her teacher – whose head was stuck in a book – she slid the phone out and laid it on her lap. Swiping the screen she unlocked the text message just sent.
KAGOME: We have a problem.
RIN: whats wrong?
KAGOME: Sango's meeting Ayame in the battlefield after school. Its serious.
Rin rolled her eyes and exhaled slowly. She knew her day was going a little too well. Just when life starts to get peaceful leave it to Sango to stir up some trouble. It's not that Rin did not like Sango, hell, she loved her! If it weren't for Sango, Rin would be broke from traveling across town everyday just to go to school. Sango letting Rin move in this past year saved her so much money. Not to mention she stopped getting her ass kicked in the girl's bathroom on every break – even though it was Sango who was doing the ass kicking at first.
Sango was a bully. Rin hated that about her friend more than anything, though she understood why. With both parents dead, she had to drop out and take care of her little brother. She only recently just returned to school, an entire year behind and a year older. People who did not know better judged her. There was a rumor that she had gotten pregnant and that's why she left. People also did not understand how she had her home and such a nice car at her age and then the rumors of her being a prostitute surfaced.
Rin believed them at first. She actually used to be friends with the group of girls that had started those vicious rumors, which is why Sango used to beat her up. A lot of people could hardly believe that they were friends, even Rin was shocked, but the girl's mutual loss of their parents formed a bond that a diamond saw couldn't break.
That still did not keep Sango from irritating the crap out of Rin. She was always fighting. 'Defending her honor' she calls it. Rin thought it was stupid and a waste of time. Fight with your knowledge, not your fist, that's what her grandmother always told her.
Still, it was Sango's lethal fists that kept the other bullies at bay, so she could not be totally against it. She just really hated getting caught in the middle of it. Rin's record was spotless but one being in the wrong place at the wrong time would ruin it all. It did not help that since being friends with Sango and Kagome, Headmistress Kagura had been overly interested in her whereabouts. Getting caught at a fight on school grounds was not going to help her case.
RIN: can't you talk her out of it?
A few moments went by before Kagome's response came in.
KAGOME: nope. She's livid. There's no talking to her.
Of course there isn't. It's Sango. Rin seethed, wrapping her mind around what would be going on in less than fifteen minutes. "Fuck me," she muttered.
RIN: is this a Miroku thing?
KAGOME: when is it not?
Rin's mouth twisted up in a deep frown. Of all the boys in the entire city Sango could be dating, she had to get with the biggest man-whore of all time. While Miroku was fond of Sango, Rin was sure, that did not keep him from fucking every other girl in a ten foot radius that would let him. Unfortunately, they always let him. When they first got together both Rin and Kagome knew it was no dice, but what can you tell a head strong teenager with a raging libido and even more raging temper?
That's right. Nothing. Still, Rin tried to tell her. Not even two months in Miroku cheated, and that was not his only time. He cheated on Sango, all the time. Though she would never admit it out loud, not after being humiliated like that the first two times – even after she took him back! It was sad, because the exterior showed that they were happy, even in love, but Sango was suffering.
Rin did not understand it. Why would Sango put up with Miroku's behavior? She knew about what he was doing, and instead of getting mad at him and dumping him she went after the girls. All of Sango's victims are somehow related to Miroku, whether they had sex or just looked at each other for too long. It was always the same, Sango, through one of her several sources (spies) would find out Miroku was with some chick, she would get really sad, cry, get really angry, destroy some inanimate object, cry some more, then with severe resolve will hunt the girl down, corner her and commence to a verbal lashing that would make drill sergeants look nice. Rin did not know what was worse, her words or her fists. Being on the receiving end of both was just terrifying for her, especially on the days Sango is really pissed and does a power combo…
She was such a bitch.
Luckily Rin did not have to go through that anymore. Now she was on the other side of the fence and yes the grass is way fucking greener. She would never ever trade places with any of those girls, not even the ones she used to idolize, like Kikyo and Kanna.
The final bell rang and the teacher dismissed the class. Rin quickly gathered her belongings and made a brisk walk down the hall. Stopping at her locker she picked up all of the books she would need for her homework before exiting the building. She was walking across the quad toward the old soccer field that was now hidden behind a thick line of trees, the 'battlefield', given its name after it became a popular after class fight spot for most students. Rin was surprised that faculty had not found out about it yet.
"Rin! Rin!" A male voice called from behind her.
She stopped and turned to see Miroku jogging up to her. Not even bothering to greet him, she rolled her eyes and kept trekking forward. When he caught up to her his breathing was ragged and sweat coated his forehead, plastering his shaggy bangs to his face. His violet eyes sparkled in the sun as his face was flushed. He had unbuttoned his uniform shirt and the tops of his well-muscled chest peaked out of his white tank top. Most girls would have been breathless at the sight, flushed with embarrassment and desire as the offered to sweet but suggestive compliment. But Rin was not most girls. In fact all she felt for the young man walking beside her now was contempt.
"What do you want, Miroku?"
"Tell her not to do this. She shouldn't be fighting, not so close to the end of the year."
"Well maybe you should have thought about that before you let your dick out of your pants. You know how she gets. This is your own fault."
They made their way down the path and before they knew it were there. A small circle had formed. Not too many students were present. The only way they could keep the battlefield a safe spot for fighting is by using discretion. Sango stood in the middle of the circle with Kagome at her side, standing across from Ayame and the three girls she hung out with.
"Uh oh," Miroku groaned covering his face in his hands.
Sango stood out amongst the girls because she was the tallest. The warm sunlight washed over her, giving her a soft glow, bringing out her natural beauty. Even with her face contorted with rage she was beautiful. Athletic in build, with no stand out curves, just a soft flare in the hips and a pair of ungodly long legs that made Rin green with envy, Sango stared at her advisory.
Standing beside her and several inches shorter, looking just as menacing, was Kagome. With a set of breast most porn stars would be jealous of protruding from her half buttoned shirt, and the dangerous swell of her butt in the navy and forest green plaid skirt she had hemmed far too short often made Kagome the star of every first year boys wet dream. Hell, Rin even saw some of their teachers eyeing her in a very unprofessional way. She could never understand how Kagome was so comfortable with being on display like that.
Unlike Sango, Kagome's reputation was that of being mostly a mouth piece. Very rarely did Kagome ever fight her own battles, not that she had any qualms with it, Sango was just always there to back her up – and throw the first punch. In a situation like this, Rin always gets stuck playing referee while Kagome just egged Sango on. It didn't make her a bad friend, just a dumb one. But that was another thing about Kagome, she wasn't dumb.
She would probably have Rin beat for top of the class, but she was too damn boy crazy. All Kagome ever did was talk about boys. She had crushes on four different guys, plus she had a boyfriend! And as much as Kagome loved boys they loved her way more. She had countless confessions from lovesick classmates; her room and locker were filled with different gifts and tokens of affection given to her by some random guy. The sad part was half the time she did not even know who the guy was. Rin lost count of how many times a confession would happen or a proposal would come, and after Kagome would politely decline she would turn to either Rin or Sango and ask "Who the hell was that?"
It was sickening to Rin, mostly because she was jealous, and she knew it. Here she had two best friends, one an Amazonian queen and the other a modern day pinup babe. While it excited her that two of the prettiest girls in school were her friends, it also made her how aware of how much she was lacking in the looks department. Not that she thought of herself ugly.
Rin knew that she was cute, she had been told so every day since she could first remember. Once, her crush, Hakudoshi had even said she was adorable. A moment she treasured but could not take to heart because she knew he did not mean it in the way she wanted. That was just Rin. She was the shortest person in her class. She was severely underdeveloped, especially in the chest. The fact that her face reminded people of those posters they had in libraries with the puppies with the googly eyes and glasses that always say something lame like 'study hard'.
She knew that boys did not see her in the same way they saw her friends. No one did actually. Some mean girls had even once said that she was just a mascot for the two girls, their charity case. While Rin knew that was not the case, she actually helped them more than they helped her, but it did not make the way people perceived her any less hurtful.
"You've got some real fucking balls," Sango's sultry alto pulled Rin from her thoughts.
Ayame stood with her arms crossed over her chest with a smug grin. Her red hair an eyesore in the sunlight, Rin had to squint just to look the teenage girl in the face. Her emerald eyes narrowed dangerously before she spoke.
"I don't know why you're mad at me. Be mad at yourself. It's not my fault you cannot keep Miroku happy. If you could he would not have to come to me."
"Don't flatter yourself. You are just like all the others, a 'hit-it-and-quit-it'. Miroku's been done with you since you made it so easy, so why don't you just fuck off." Sango's tone was had but calm and she kept her gaze steady.
Ayame let out a laugh that was cold before retorted in a very condescending tone, "Oh Sango, you poor little idiot. Is that what he told you, that we only had sex once?" Sango lifted a brow but did not speak. Ayame went on. "Miroku and I have fucked on several occasions. Once was even on your birthday…"
Several gasps came from onlookers and a couple of chortles from some of Ayame's supporters. Miroku had gone stock still beside Rin. Out the corner of her eye she saw his eyes widen and him swallow nervously. Rin recalled Sango's birthday. They were all supposed to go to the arcade together and Miroku had been almost an hour late. He said his Dad wasn't letting him out the house until is room was clean, which no one had questioned – at the time.
"Bullshit," Sango spat. "You're just saying shit to piss me off."
Ayamae scoffed. "You think I am making this up? Ask him. Ask him what he was doing last night around six-thirty." Sango did not move, she did not even breathe and her face went stony. Rin swallowed nervously, as well and hoped Ayame would just shut up. But like any wish Rin ever dared to make, this one did not come to fruition.
This time her voice was low, almost gentle, but she was still loud enough to be heard. "I sat on his face, and you know what? He ate it like it was cereal… That's what your boyfriend was doing last night with me while you were sitting at home, calling him back to back, and leaving messages. I asked him if he should answer, he told me it wasn't important."
The satisfied smirk she gave only made Rin's stomach coil in discomfort. It was over now, what chances there were of everyone walking away from this situation unscathed were now obliterated. Rin's gaze shifted to Sango whose face was unfeeling. She knew that face, that was the kill face. Ayame was dead. Sango's head turned sharply and her hard dark eyes zeroed in on Miroku's horrified expression.
She blinked before asking softly, "Is she lying?"
Silence. No one dared breathe, not wanting to miss his answer. Rin took a few steps away from Miroku so that he knew he was completely on his own. No one was coming to save him. He made his bed, now he could sleep in it. Even though in a week or two Sango would forgive him, right now his ass was grass.
Slowly he shook his head in the negative. Several gasps erupted and both Kagome and Rin cringed for their friend. Ayame's laughter broke through the crowd, bringing Sango's eyes back to her. "I hope you aren't actually shocked. I mean come on Sango, you should have known better! It's Miroku!"
"Why don't you shut up already," Kagome finally piped in. "I am sick of hearing your voice! You think this makes you look cool? You just look like a slut who sleeps with other girls boyfriends!"
This made Ayame's smile fall, but only slightly. "Maybe, but I don't really care about what people think of me, at least not nearly as much as Sango does. I just couldn't help it. How does it feel to be knocked off that pathetic little pedestal you had to pile together from the mounds of shit you call your life?"
She moved so fast that no one had even expected it. Least of all Ayame. When Sango's fist collided with her nose, everyone could hear the crunch from her nose breaking on impact. A pained scream echoed in the enclosure right before all hell broke loose. Spectators began cheering, like it was football game, closing in around the girls, giving them no room to escape.
Hyuka and Mai, Ayame's friends, launched at Sango, yanking at her hair and clawing her in the face. Kagome swiftly intervened, grabbing Hyuka by her hair and violently ripping her off of Sango before slamming her face first – into the ground. Mai got off of Sango to aid Hyuka who was getting a good throttling from Kagome, but this left Ayame at the mercy of Sango who now had her hands wrapped tightly around the other girl's throat as she sat on her chest.
Rin realized how bad the situation was going to get if this went on. She turned and saw Miroku standing there with his jaw hanging down. He looked more shocked than upset. Rin stormed over to him and shoved him hard in the shoulder.
"Don't just stand there! Do something!"
He nodded before he ran into the midst of the chaos, grabbing Sango under her arms and hauling her off against his chest until he stumbled back and fell with her on top of him. Other male students took from his lead and separated the fighting girls. Most of the fuss seemed to end abruptly as Ayame rose, heaving with a bloody had covering her gushing nose. Everyone's eyes turned to the couple wrestling in the dirt.
"Calm down, Sango! Calm down!" Miroku screamed.
Rin worried her bottom lip as Sango squirmed, kicked, and jabbed until Miroku finally released her. She rolled away from him, green panties visible for all the world to see as she struggled to her feet. Her face was beat red with anger and her once pristine ponytail was now lopsided with several tendrils handing loosely around her head. She eyed him harshly.
Miroku got to his feet and quickly approached her. "Babe, let me explain! Let me – !"
SMACK
Everyone froze. Miroku stood stock still, with his head violently angled to the right. The outline of a small palm began to appear on his reddened cheek. His eyes were so wide, they looked like they would pop out of his skull. Rin's eyes met Kagome's and both girls were completely baffled. Out of all the things they had expected they had never expected this. Whenever Sango got mad at Miroku for cheating she would throw one hell of a fit. She would curse, break things, scream at him, call him names, even throw things at him, but never, never ever had she hit him before.
This was new.
"This is serious," Rin mumbled aloud to no one in particular.
Finally Miroku gathered his senses and turned to Sango looking more hurt than he had the right to be. He took three steps toward her. "Sango," he choked out.
"Don't you fucking come near me," she hissed, stilling his actions. "I am so over all of this bullshit, Miroku…" She turned to Ayame who was being cradled by her friends as she still held her face. "You can have him… In fact," she several steps back to look at everyone. "You can all have him! I'm done."
"Sango!" Miroku whined with tears in his eyes. He looked so sad, broken almost. Rin almost felt sorry for him – almost.
"I am done fighting for you. Do not come near me ever again. Ever."
With that she turned on her heel and marched up the path that led to the school. Kagome and Rin quickly followed behind her, like good friends should. No one dared to speak a word, they knew better. When they got in Sango's car she cranked the radio up so loud they could feel their teeth vibrating. Luckily the ride home was brief and Sango immediately exiled herself to the confines of her bedroom, closing the door shut quietly after her. After a few seconds the deep harmonious notes of a female R&B singer dully flooded filling the rest of the apartment.
It was not a very large space. The two bedroom apartment had very little inside of it. The living room just had a small table in front of a TV that sat on top of an old stand. That's where homework would get done and meals would get eaten. The kitchenette was directly behind with a modest refrigerator, small sink, and very limited counter space. A small hallway sat with two opposing doors, the two bedrooms, one Sango's – which she shared with Rin – and the other belonging to Kohaku, Sango's little brother who was only twelve. At the end of the hall was the small sliding screen where the bathroom was, and opposite of that small hallway was the front door where Kagome and Rin stood awkwardly staring at each other.
"That was intense," Kagome said breaking the silence.
Rin nodded. "Yeah. I've never seen her hit him like that before."
"I know. She was getting really sick of him. It was like every week there was a new girl she was finding out about. He's lucky she only hit him once."
"Do you think they'll stay broken up?"
Kagome shrugged. "I don't know, but I hope so. Don't get me wrong, I still like Miroku, he's our friend but… Sango's been through a lot this last year. His drama is only making things worse."
Rin nodded in agreement. "I know. I am just worried about her. I have never seen her like that. She was so…" She broke off, failing to come up with the right word.
Kagome hand came to rest on Rin's elbow and their gazes met. "Hey, don't worry about Sango. She's strong. We just have to be there for her. Eventually she will get over it." Rin smiled awkwardly and nodded. "I better head home. Text me if she comes out the room."
Rin nodded and said her goodbyes as Kagome walked across the hall to her own apartment where she lived with her mom, brother, and grandpa. With nothing else to do, Rin did her homework, finishing right when Kohaku came home. He was beaming as he walked through the door.
"Hey, Rin!" His eyes widened and hi expression immediately dropped when he heard the music playing. "Oh no, what happened?" I asked.
Rin smiled as she put her books away in her backpack. "Girl stuff," she answered simply, knowing better than to tell Kohaku anything of what happened. The kid was only twelve. A very mature twelve, but still twelve. "What do you want for dinner?"
Kohaku shut the front door and made his way to his bedroom door. "Uh… Ramen!"
Rin nodded. "Alright. I'll have it ready in a moment.
Kohaku disappeared in his bedroom and Rin made quick work of setting up the noodles on the stove. She made sure to add enough for them all to eat, throwing in an extra package because Kohaku always wanted seconds. When that was done she decided to be brave and went to Sango's bedroom door. She knocked courteously, announcing her entrance before she walked inside.
The room was dark. The only light came from the purple lava lamp sitting on the dresser against the wall by the door. The curtains were drawn shut over the window above Sango's bed. Sango lay on her stomach on the small twin mattress on the floor against the wall with her face in a pillow – shoulder's shaking, Rin noted.
Without a word Rin shut the door and walked over to the twin mattress that was against the left hand wall across the room just a few feet from the end of Sango's bed. She stripped down and went to her sshared dresser with Sango and dug around until she found a pair of shorts and a tshirt. When she finished dressing she went to the boombox by Sango's bed and turned it down a bit.
"I am making ramen. I'll bring yours in if you don't want to leave the room."
There was a long pause. Rin figured Sango had chosen not to respond and turned to leave. "That would be nice," she squeaked once Rin grasped the door handle. She looked back at her friend with a somber expression before exiting the bedroom completely.
Several hours later, when Kohaku was had finally finished his homework under Rin's tutelage, a soft knock was heard at the door before it as unlocked and swung open. Souta and Kagome entered. Immediately the boys ran into Kohaku's room, leaving the older females to talk.
"How is she?" Kagome asked.
"Same. At least she's eating," Rin answered as she took a set on one of the soft pillow seats and turning on the TV. Kagome just stood in the living room staring down at Rin with wide innocent eyes. Without removing her eyes from the screen she croaked, "What?"
Kagome came around front and smiled down at her sweetly. "Rin, do you think you can keep an eye on Souta for a while?"
Rin raised an eyebrow. "Why? Where are you going?"
"Nowhere. I just need some time to myself," she answered swiftly.
Rin narrowed her gaze in disbelief. "Really?"
"Yeah. Mom is at the hospital working and grandpa has his bowling league tonight…"
"So..."
"So I would like to take advantage of this opportunity."
"For?"
Kagome pressed her lips together and closed her eyes briefly before answering. "Koga's coming over. He was supposed to come over last night but work held him up so he asked if he could come over tonight and I figure since my mom and grandpa won't be home and you guys are across the hall…"
"So basically you need me to watch Souta while you and your boyfriend get your freak on?" Rin asked bluntly. She cracked a smile when Kagome blushed and shifted her gaze awkwardly.
"I mean… I guess you could say that… So are you cool with it?"
Rin didn't mind, Souta spent as much time over here as Kagome did, which was all the frakin time. It made no difference whether or not he was there. But Rin could not make it easy for Kagome.
She rolled her eyes and scoffed, mustering the most disgusted face she could. "I can't believe you! How can you even think about that while your best friend is in their sobbing over what her boyfriend just did to her?"
Kagome's blush deepened. "It's not like that. I feel bad, but Koga says he really needs me tonight."
Rin put up a hand, halting Kagome from saying anything further. "Please. Spare me the details, Kagome. I would rather not hear about your boyfriends blue balls."
"Rin!" Kagome hissed looking towards Kohaku's bedroom door that was left ajar. "Will you do it or not?"
Rin sat there for a moment, as if she were thinking about it really hard. "Mmmm… I guess. But you owe me."
"Fine, whatever. I'll come knock when it's safe for him to come back," Kagome scurried to the door.
Rin let out a small chuckle. "You do that." When the door shut she sighed to herself, going over the day's events in her head. With a heavy sigh she went back to channel surfing. "I hope I'm never that freaking boy crazy…" she grumbled to herself.