Full Summary:

AU. Kagome Higurashi, aka, Samurai girl. She was the best sword user ever to step foot in Kimigane University, and thus had built her reputation. Her sword skills were extraordinary and anyone who had challenged her would end up in shame and defeat. However, all of that had change one day when a new student arrives. As she watched his sword skills, tension builds and the Samurai girl becomes jealous. All of these chain of events lead to a large sword fight against the rough two...Who will win? Will feelings between the two develop? Or will their relationship become hardened and unmoved?

Pairings: Inu/Kag----San/Mir

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Blade of Hearts

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SWISSSSSHHHHH! The large hunk of wood immediately parted into two. 21 year old Kagome Higurashi stood with a smirk curved upon her face, very much approving of the work she had done. Her mottled raven hair was tied into a tight ponytail, allowing the gentle breeze to caress her exposed neck. A priestess robe was wrapped around her body, giving her a real samurai kind of look. Kagome held a long, sleek katana between her palms, the sword pointing face forward at the chopped wood. One of her hands maneuvered itself to her forehead, wiping trickling beads of sweat as they made their way to her cheeks. Kagome beamed merrily at her work before gathering the wood and piling into her house's shed. Her grandpa walked out of the house, observing her work while wagging his cane at her, "That's my granddaughter! Look at her, chopping up all those logs! Yup! She's got that old swordsman gene from her grandfather, all right!"

Kagome flushed but resumed stacking the wood, "Yea right, gramps! Mama told me that I got my abilities from Dad instead of you." She closed the shed and locked it securely with a thick coil of rope. Her chocolate eyes shut momentarily as her head titled towards the sky, "It's such a beautiful day today..." Kagome sighed happily. Gramps muttered something about his legendary sword techniques and stormed back into the house. "Young people these days... they never learn how to respect their elders."

It was by mid afternoon that Kagome had taken off in her silver sports car. She wore her black sunglasses, her hair billowing roughly against the wind. Next to her on the passenger's seat was another girl, except she looked more serious and rough. Sango Sagaru was reading a small paperback book, turning the pages at a fast rate. She wore purple eye shadow almost everyday and a spiked choker to accommodate her punky look. A large black T-shirt adorned her features and went down to her knees, where her black knee-length skirt was located. Sango was as tough as the college quarterback, but she had a heart made out of gold.

The 22 year old punk fiddled idly with her ponytail, apparently bored. "Can't you go any faster, Kagome? I'm getting kinda bored here." Kagome scoffed, "Oh sure Sango, I'll just tell my fairy godparents (A/N: xD) that I wanna get to the movie theaters faster and then they'll grant my wish for me." sarcasm dripped from her voice, although Sango was oblivious to it, "Sure, I don't care! As long as it'll get us there immediately, I don't care if you have to wish upon a freakin' star!" She crossed her arms irritably and closed her book. You seriously would not want to mess with Sagaru while she's mad...or angry, or frustrated, or just look a bit pissed. Because if you did, well, be sure there's a grave being dug for you in a nearby cemetery.

Another 30 minutes of driving was all it took until their destination was to be in sight. Sango squealed delightedly, "Yippee! We're finally here! And all it took was an hour of a hellful car ride with little miss 10 miles per hour here." She glared at Kagome. Kagome placed her hands indignantly on her hips and huffed. "Well, would you like to drive next time miss race-every-damn-person-I-see-near-the-red-light! Hmm!" Sango ignored her comment and proceeded to the ticket booth. "Two tickets please. 1 adult," Sango smirked playfully at Kagome, "and 1 child." Kagome shrieked and hurriedly replaced Sango's '1 child' call with an adult one. She lightly pushed Sango as she ran to the popcorn counter, laughing to her heart's content. Kagome's ears were turning a bright pink, "That wasn't funny, Sango!" Sango chuckled, "Oh relax! You know it was a joke. And besides, we're college students; we should forget the past and look into the future!" She gave Kagome an innocent baby smile before buying her popcorn and skipping to the section where their movie was.

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Both Kagome and Sango came out of the theater silent and very frighten. Their eyes were enlarged and seemed almost lifeless. Kagome stuttered, "T-that was t-the m-most scariest m-movie I've ever s-seen in my w-whole entire life!" Sango nodded in agreement, "Remember when she came into the kitchen and then the monster was right behind her holding a butcher knife then he k--" She was stopped in mid-sentence by a stern glare from Kagome, "Look! I've been scared enough; I really don't need any reminders of those graphic scenes." Sango regained her cheery, punk self and hopped into the car, "What did you expect then in a rated 'R' horror movie?" Kagome gave her an icy stare to shut her up.

Kagome climbed up the dormitory stairs, panting as she finally reached the top, "I'll never get used to these stairs..." Sango rolled her eyes as she got up, "They're not that long." Kagome fixed another stern glance at Sango before taking out her keys and turning it in the keyhole. She opened the door of her University dormitory, stepping inside and throwing her bag onto the small leather sofa. The two young adults helped themselves to leftover apple pie with a dollop of vanilla ice-cream on top. Kagome smiled, "Mmmf! Momf meverf fails!" she said with a mouthful of pie in her mouth. Sango piled her plate more with another large heap of pie, "She never does!"

After their large sweet feast, Sango was peacefully asleep on her bed whilst Kagome, on the hand, was out in her personal dojo, practicing swords mastery. She held her same katana in between her hands, pointing at a thick log perched upon a wooden chair. Kagome took a deep breath before taking stance. She positioned her sword; drawing it backwards towards her waist. With a soft grunt, Kagome launched herself upon the log and sliced it neatly in half, the sword sheath by her side as if it hadn't moved at all. "Hah! Take that log! Feel the wrath of my pretty blade." She chuckled lightly to herself. The sword was placed back into the sword closet and another target was being prepared by the dojo trainees. "Alright Rusoki, position that log about another inch to the left... a little more... there! Perfect!" Kagome commanded to a small brown haired boy known as Rusoki. The little boy bowed politely and went outside the training room, leaving his sensei to train in peace.

Kagome drew out a saber this time, its hilt bounded by hard leather and studded with small jewels. She tested the sword by waving it in mid-air and twirling it like a baton. At last, she gripped the saber, ready to use it against the target. She held the medium sword firmly and positioned it in front of her forehead. In a quick, lethal swing of the blade, the unfortunate log was chopped squarely into two pieces. Kagome smiled in satisfaction and oiled her saber, giving the blade a sleek and shiny appearance. She placed it back onto its perch near the closet and went outside the dojo, taking in fresh air. The coolness of the air chilled her forehead, which was about beginning to sweat once more. She took her water bottle and chugged its contents thirstily, licking her lips occasionally as the water dribbled from her mouth.

The sun had begun to sink and the moon began to rise. Kagome retreated back into her dormitory, being careful not to wake up the sleeping Sango. She called her mom about staying over at her dormitory for the week, because of her college being so near it. Her mom agreed dutifully and left her to stay over in her dormitory with Sango. She might as well get some rest too, being tomorrow another hell of a day in Kimigane University.

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The silver bells of the University tolled its dull sound, sending students running wildly into their designated classes. Kagome and Sango both had all of the same classes, but with the exception of one: Sword Mastery 101. Sango was so not an expert on swords... that's why she had her own weapon, a large crafted boomerang known as her handy dandy Hiraikotsu. She loved it as much as she loved her little brother... which is a lot considering how much she can love...or not. Well, that wasn't really the point, anyways. Sango walked casually in the halls with Kagome walking right beside her. Many passersby waved to Kagome, greeting her and/or introducing themselves to her. A usual 'Hi Kagome!' or 'Sup Samurai Girl!' could be heard chanting in the halls. Kagome didn't really like the attention, but thought she deserved it because of her school wide reputation as the all famous 'Samurai Girl'. She didn't really think of the name... it was actually the public that gave it to her after they've seen her swordsman skills. There were many rumors that she might've been related to the legendary Mikoko Higurashi, an ancient warrior that fought in many wars during the 1500s.

With every admirer in Kimigane U, there were also haters of the sword girl. Kikyo Midorikawa hated the living guts of Kagome. She hated every move she made, every sword she wave, and every step she takes. It was more of a natural habit to hate such a girl than a built up one. And likewise, Kagome felt the same. Kikyo was miss priss in the University, acting all smart and flirty when she's actually a slut that sleeps with 10 men a week. But the slut part was kept to themselves and not told to Kikyo.

Kagome had a sword belt tied around her waist, having her trusty katana sheathed into its sheath. Her hand was placed on top of the hilt, as if to unsheathe it at any given moment or time. Suddenly, out of nowhere, Kikyo and her gang of so called 'friends' strutted into the halls, blowing kisses to random boys and making them fall before her. She wore the same thing every major University slut wears; A red spaghetti strap tank that ended right below her chest, a black laced mini-skirt that went up to her thighs, and to top it all off, her hair was tied into two pigtails, giving herself an innocent school girl look. Kagome stuck her tongue out at Kikyo in disgust, "My goodness... It seems you'll never find the perfect clothing to wear." She teased as Kikyo walked passed her. Kikyo sneered and pushed her out of the way, "Shut up, bitch, at least I'm not wearing some stuck up old people clothing. Now move it!" She exited out of the side building door and left a trail of awkwardness behind her. Kagome's fists shook angrily. Sango tried to calm her down, "Calm down, Kag. It's just one of Kikyo's lame insults at you. You and I both know that she's jealous of your sword abilities. If you had the chance, I bet you would be able to cut her up into bite-sized pieces right this minute!" Kagome shook her head wearily, "Yea, I wish..." It was only the beginning of school and she was already tired. Well, 1 hour down, 8 more to go. Hell would've been better for her about now.

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X3 Yay! Chapter one has been released! This is sort of the introductions chapter so... bleh. Not that fun, but I assure you, it's going to be better as the story progresses. :D

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