And isn't life not about you and me, but about us?

A/N: Here I am back with a new fic. 'Reason' is officially abandoned, it hasn't gone the way I wanted it to go and I seriously just hate it. So that's that. One day, I might start it all over again. Maybe

Anyway, this fic is loosely based on the Taiwan drama tv series, 'Meteor Garden', which is also an interpretation of the manga and anime 'Hana Yori Dango' or 'Boys Over Flowers' by Kamio Youko.

Disclaimer: Inuyasha, Hana Yori Dango and Meteor Garden belong to their respective owner.

Coral

by dEeYaN

Chapter 1 -- Shikon Centre of Advanced Education

Even the slow turtle made it to the top of the hill in the end. And so Sango Makino also reached her destination even with her reluctant slow walk. Although where the turtle had claimed triumph against the arrogant hare, Sango felt only reluctance and dread as she caught sight of the Shikon Centre of Advanced Education building. Sango hated, no, loathed the building with passion.

But if there was something else Sango hated even more than the Shikon Centre of Advanced Education building, it was the 'people', if such beings could even be called people, who 'inhabited' the building.

Let's start from the beginning, shall we? The Shikon Centre of Advanced Education happen to be, despite its fancy pansy name, a normal university. That is, as normal as a university could ever be when it was meant only for the upper class part of society. 'Normal' was, after all, a relative term that should be used carefully and only in weighted situations.

As she walked into the locker room, Sango felt torn between feeling nauseated and amused as she witnessed, again, what was termed 'normal' at Shikon Centre of Advanced Education.

"Eriko, where were you all hols? You were never home and your mobile was always out of service range!" a girl whined at her friend as they checked their reflection on the little mirrors attached to their lockers.

"I went to Paris and didn't have time to tell you, but guess what I got there!" Eriko spared her precious moments of reflection checking to look gleefully at her friend.

"What? Another Gucci bag or something? You're SO boring! Paris is, like, so old," her friend somehow managed to reply in between applying her lipstick.

"No, no," Eriko answered impatiently, "come here and look carefully."

"This better be good," her friend tore her gaze from the mirror at last and looked at the offered face of Eriko.

"Look carefully," Eriko could barely contain her excitement.

"Oh. My. God!!! Don't tell me you-" her friend's expression turned into the essence of horrification as Eriko nodded excitedly.

Sango rolled her eyes as she finished getting her books and was locking her locker when Eriko told her friend, and everyone else who happen to be in the locker room, how only two people in the whole world had her nose. Guess who the two lucky people were! Eriko and Julia Roberts apparently.

"Snobby snobs!" Sango muttered to herself as she heard the last squeal fade away for distance reasons only.

"Sango! Morning!" a girl greeted Sango cheerfully as she got to her lecture room.

"Koharu! Hi, how are you?" Sango smiled at her only friend in Shikon Centre of Advanced Education.

"Pretty good," beamed Koharu Endou, "a bit worried about our coming test though, I was reading that book he mentioned last lecture last night and it was so complicated!"

"You actually read that book? He said not to worry too much about it," Sango looked disbelievingly at her friend.

"Yes, but just in case and it helped anyway. I think you should read it if you get the chance, Sango," Koharu went on excitedly about the book.

Sango's father struggled to pay her education fee because he wanted his daughter to have the best education she could and the Shikon Centre of Advanced Education offered not only the best facilities but also the best of educators and lecturers. Koharu, on the other hand studied hard and diligently enough to get a scholarship to attend Shikon Centre of Advanced Education. Both were, however, the 'outcasts' of the upper-class society of Shikon Centre of Advanced Education and so stuck together despite their differences in personalities and families.

"By the way, Sango, have you heard what happened to Takeshi?" Koharu suddenly lowered her voice, as if scared someone might jump out of nowhere to pounce on her.

"Takeshi? That jerk of a Business student? What happened?" Sango asked curiously.

"He got kicked out of school..." Koharu glanced around nervously.

"Kicked out of school? What did he do?" Sango looked at Koharu disbelievingly.

"Well, he didn't actually get kicked out, he resigned before he could get kicked out," Koharu said as if stating the obvious, "he offended."

"Oh..." Sango's face fell, "offended, eh? This place makes me sick! It's all about who has more power and not-"

"Shhh... Someone might hear you! Not that I don't agree, but we could be the ones who'd get kicked out, literally, if someone heard you," Koharu stiffened in her seat as their lecturer entered.

Grumbling to herself, Sango took out her books and whatnot from her bag and settled down to listen. p br br

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"So, you doing anything special this arvo?" Koharu asked Sango that afternoon as they were carrying the big bin between them. At Shikon Centre of Advanced Education, litter duty is compulsory and has to be done in pairs once a month. Not that anyone else beside Koharu and Sango does it. They were, as it were, the only two who weren't rich enough to get out of trouble not doing little duties.

"I've got to work," groaned Sango as an answer.

"Work? But it's Monday! Isn't it your day off?"

"Yeah, but Mariko can't come in tonight so I got asked. I don't mind, really, since I kindda do need the extra money, besides-," Sango's next words were lost as a loud crash followed by a string of curses interrupted her. They turned a corner to see what it was about.

"Who was that? I am a teacher, you know! How dare you-," Myouga, one of the senior lecturers at the school was rummaging around for his glasses while cursing angrily.

Two young men were towering in front of him as he fumbled around. The one who seem to be the one who crashed into Myouga had long bleached silver hair and did not look like he was particularly happy to be lectured out of class. His friend, however, seemed to be simply amused by the scene he was witnessing.

"Here's you go, old man!" he picked Myouga's glasses and hand it over to him, looking almost sorry for the old man.

"Thank y- What did you call me? Why, you insolent-," Myouga stopped in mid-sentence as he caught sight of who he was addressing.

"I- Inuyasha!" Myouga managed to stutter out after a moment of gawping, "I apologize. I didn't know it was you. I'm so sorry; I hope I haven't offended you. I'm very very sorry."

"If apologizing is enough then we wouldn't need the police!" the one labeled Inuyasha barked.

"Th- that is very true! I am wrong again. Sorr-," Myouga stuttered out again.

"Oh, shut up! You're annoying me!"

"Forgive me. What could I do to ple-,"

"Didn't I tell you to shut up? God, what is the world coming to? People never listen anymore!" Inuyasha grumbled half to himself, half to his friend.

"Says you," his friend chuckled at an inside joke with himself.

"What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing too important. Come on, let's get outta here. Leave the old man alone. I'm sure he didn't annoy you on purpose," his friend indicated Myouga to move out of their way, "be careful next time, old man. Just be glad Miroku was here to save your pants!"

Inuyasha said nothing, just rolled his eyes and walked on. Sango was so intrigued in the scene that it was already too late when she realized he was walking towards her and Koharu. They had put the bin down in their rush to see what the crash was about and it now sat innocently in Inuyasha's path.

"What IS with everyone???" he yelled to no one in a particular, "even a bin won't leave me be!" Let's just thank God that Inuyasha didn't have Cyclops' eyes, because from the way he was glaring at the bin, Sango could've sworn the bin would've started melting if he didn't stop when he did. And kicked it for good measure, spreading cans and bottles all over the floor. As if that wasn't enough, he kicked every single can that was in his stomping area.

"Sorry 'bout that, ladies! Rest be assured he didn't mean to harm anyone, not really, I hope..." Miroku was picking the bin up as Sango and Koharu were still busy being shocked.

"He's..." Sango could think of nothing to say. Spoiled brats are the foundation of the Shikon Centre of Advanced Education itself, but this was by far, the spoiled of the most spoiled arrogant snobs Sango had ever been unfortunate enough to witness in action.

"Don't worry about him. It's just, you know, that time of the month," Miroku winked at them cheekily, "anyway, better go now. I'd stay and help you beautiful ladies clean up this horrible mess, but Inuyasha might hurt himself with no one babysitting him."

With a last wink and a somewhat cheesy smile, Miroku ran off after Inuyasha.

"That. Was weird! What's wrong with that Inuyasha guy??" Sango managed to say angrily when she at last came out of her stupor.

"Don't you know who they were, Sango? We were SO lucky we didn't get into trouble or anything!" to Sango uttermost surprise, Koharu crumpled to the ground.

"Koharu! Are you ok? What's wrong? Who were they anyway?" Sango ran over to Koharu.

"That was Inuyasha Doumyoji! And the other guy's Miroku Nishikado! Don't tell me you've never heard of them!" Koharu looked at Sango disbelievingly, though still visibly shaken.

"Er... I might have heard them mentioned..." Sango trailed off unsure.

"I can't believe you don't know who they are! That's just unbelievable, Sango!" Koharu seemed to have recovered in her disbelief.

"Can you tell me already who they are and why the hell they could go around insulting and bullying teachers and damaging school property!" Sango snapped, getting annoyed.

"Inuyasha's family, the Doumyoji family are the richest people in this country! His parents were the ones who found this university and funded it. The Nishikado family are one of the few others who helped in the funding and the building of this place. They could do anything here basically and even the teachers have to bow to them," Koharu explained as they started picking up the various cans that had spilled out of the formerly kicked bin.

"Oh... Stupid politics!" mumbled Sango angrily.

"When people get kicked out for 'offending', it's usually because they somehow offended those people, especially Inuyasha. Who did you think they offend anyway?"

"I don't know... Teachers? I knew that kids here bribe the school to kick people out and stuff, but I never knew that they could do it just like that..." Sango tried fishing a can out from under a bench.

"Well, kids do bribe too. But some are rich and powerful enough to just put in a 'complaint' as they put it. There, I think we've pretty much gotten them all," Koharu said as Sango threw the last can into the bin.

"Yeah... I can't believe people just accept it though! Isn't it against the law or something?" Sango and Koharu lifted the bin up again.

"If you have money, you are the law," Koharu sighed, "not much anyone can do. Their families are also very influential in the government system." p br br

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"It's just SO annoying!!!"

Later on that night found Sango complaining to her high school best friend, Kagome Higurashi, as they both worked their shift at the Dango Cake Shop. Being the best of friends in high school, they continued to do so because of the many shifts they shared despite the different universities they attend.

"I'm so glad I don't go there," Kagome agreed, "people think it's better because all the rich people go there, but from your stories it sounds like it's not the facilities and the better education!"

"Yeah... It makes me feel so sick how those people get away with so many things. I mean, so Myouga doesn't deserve that much respect, but he's still an elder and a lecturer..." Sango half slammed the drinks fridge door in her frustration.

"I can tell," smiled Kagome knowingly, "it must take a lot not to say anything. Especially for you, Sango."

"Eh?" Sango looked suspiciously at Kagome's knowing smile, "what do you mean?"

"Well, the Sango I knew in High School would've never put up with something like this, would she? I remember thinking your tough act was annoying before I really knew you."

"Says you, who almost gave everything up to be in the popular group!" Sango smiled to remember their high school days.

"Oh, shut up! But there's another example, you basically saved me from the whole peer pressure syndrome teenagers suffer from. Though if you didn't, I probably would've had a better social life anyways," Kagome added jokingly.

Sango bit back a comeback and rolled her eyes at Kagome instead since the little bell had just chimed to indicate a customer's entrance.

"Good evening!" Sango pasted on her perfect customers-are-always-right smile as Kagome followed suit.

"Why the hell do you suddenly want cake? From a cheapo place like this too!" the supposedly always right customer grumbled, "you don't even like cake!"

"Of course I do, Inuyasha. I am hurt that you won't even bother to know me better after all we've been through together!" Miroku replied patiently, as if speaking to a child before turning his attention back to the cake display, "where was I again? Oh yes, buying cake."

"If you wanted cake, you could've asked for some at home instead of wasting your money here," Inuyasha grumbled on, though it was obvious enough that his friend was ignoring him.

"I think I'll have a slice of this one, please," Miroku pointed at the black forest display, "I'm sorry, Inuyasha, did you want one as well?"

"Keh!" came the answer.

"And one slice for him as well, please," Miroku winked at Kagome who was the one serving them as Sango had backed away ever since the two customers came in.

"I never said I wanted any-," Inuyasha started as Kagome straightened up from getting the second slice out.

"Anything for a beautiful lady," Miroku flirted as Kagome thanked him for buying the cakes as any other good waitress would.

"...Kikyou...?" Inuyasha blurted out suddenly, "what the hell are you doing here??"

"Excuse me?" Kagome seemed unsure if Inuyasha was actually addressing her or someone else visible only to Inuyasha's eyes.

"You didn't tell me you were coming back! You-," Inuyasha seemed to be lost for words and instead slammed a fist down on a table nearby.

"I think," Sango could tell Kagome was straining to be polite, "you might be mistaking me for someone else."

"Don't give me that, Kikyou! If you're too embarrassed to admit that you know me then just say it!" Inuyasha literally roared.

"I really have no idea what the hell you're talking about and if you're going to continue talking to me like that, then I'd be forced to call the police!" Kagome yelled back.

"Ok, calm down, everyone. No need to get physical now, or policical," Miroku allowed himself to chuckle briefly at his own lame joke.

"Stay out of this, Miroku!" growled Inuyasha.

"She's not Kikyou," said Miroku simply.

"Of course she is! She's-,"

"Her name tag says 'Kagome', but you do have a point, maybe it's lying. We should torture it until it confesses," Miroku seemed to be the only one enjoying the situation.

"She-," Inuyasha was at lost for words and settled with a, "Keh!" instead.

"Mind you, I certainly never thought I'd live to see the day when Kikyou would work in a cake shop," Miroku mused on teasingly.

"If you're done harassing other members of the community then could you please leave? I'm not sure if my friend appreciates being accused to be someone else and being talked about as if she isn't here," Sango put in suddenly.

"My apologies," Miroku turned as if only noticing Sango for the first time.

"And just in case you're wondering," Sango added sarcastically as the two 'customers' hadn't seem to catch the hint, "I'm quite sure that Kagome has never been a 'Kikyou' before, in fact, I'm not even sure if I've even heard of a Kikyou before."

Inuyasha gave a final "Feh!" before stomping out and slamming the glass door behind him.

"Oh, but you have heard of Kikyou before," Miroku smiled somewhat mysteriously, "now if you will excuse me, I shall continue on my way as it seems my companion has abandoned me."

And with that last odd, if not corny remark, Miroku showed himself out. p br br

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A/N: As I said above, this fic is loosely based on MG (since that's the only version of the original manga I've watched), loosely meaning not exactly the same. The plot would be quite different later on. I've used the last names from the manga/anime for the characters though, except for Kagome since she's the only person in the entire series who actually owns one. List of people in order of appearance:

Coral (First name Surname): Hana Yori Dango (Surname First name): Meteor Garden (Chinese name)

Sango Makino: Makino Tsukushi: San Chai
Eriko Ayuhara and Yuriko Asai: Ayuhara Eriko and Asai Yuriko: Pai He and Qian Hui
Koharu Endou: Endou Makiko: Li Chen
Inuyasha Doumyoji: Doumyoji Tsukasa: Dao Ming Tse
Miroku Nishikado: Nishikado Soujiro: Xi Men
Myouga: just a random teacher

It's the longest chapter I've ever written yet, I think. A lot of dialogs and talking happening and it jump around quite a lot. Sorry about that It's been a long time since I've written anything.

Hope you liked it! Do review and tell me what you thought of it.

Btw, if you want to know more about Hana Yori Dango, this: http:rara79. netfirms. com/ HYD. htm is a very good link, just take the spaces out.