Many thanks to Aylinn-chan for looking this over and correcting the numerous drafts I sent her way ^-^;;

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Make My Day

Most people try to forget a past full of pain and abuse, especially those who are resolute and strong-minded. However, an exception must be made for a certain young woman who happened to have such past. Instead of burying it away she chose to remember, and perhaps relive, each moment of it as a sort of warning. A warning telling her not to stray from her goals, not to become distracted by other things-including love. The eldest in her broken and long ago dissipated family, she was named Sango.

Sango was independent in nearly all aspects, living on her own and studying at one of the most prestigious universities in the country. Not that being independent and wary of distractions made her socially inept. On the contrary she had many friends, the best of whom was named Kagome. The two of them were the same age, but Sango had skipped one year of high school, so she was already in her third year of college, while Kagome was in her second.

It was in the beginning of her third year that Sango's values and morals were soon to be shaken and changed considerably. Perhaps a certain goddess of love had become angered by Sango's stubborn disinterest in the opposite sex as anything more than a good friend, or maybe fate chose for it to happen. Whatever the reason, this year would prove to be so much more different, and maybe even better, than all of the others she had ever experienced.

Chapter One

Sango picked up her drink and stood to leave. "See you later, Kagome."

"Sir, please, the straw dispenser is not a toy!" Kagome tried to reason with a rather....odd customer, sparing a moment to call back at her friend,- "Bye, Sango! And call me as soon as you find out!!"- and then went back to her job at the cafe.

Sango walked down the street for a few minutes, finishing her drink. "Call me as soon as you find out!!" Kagome's words rang in her head. Sango grimaced, and quickened her pace home. Maybe the verdict was already set. True, she had been waiting in the courtroom nearly all morning and had left only because she had been badly in need of a break. The cafe Kagome worked at was the easiest escape...but it had been half an hour...she needed to get back to the courtroom as soon as possible.

Sango threw her drink away and listened to it land with a 'thunk' into the trashcan. She glared at it for a moment, contemplating the idea of giving the trash can a good kick, just to relieve some stress. Realizing how stupid that would be, Sango sighed, and turned to walk to the apartment building she lived in where her car was parked.

Her cell phone rang. She answered it immediately, and heard the breathlessness in her voice as she answered the call. "Hello?"

Sango's eyes widened at the words spoken to her, the hand pressing the cell phone to her ear threatened to loose its hold.

The judge had decided a verdict.

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Kagome stared at her phone, scowling. Why hadn't Sango called her yet? What was the verdict? How would Sango take it? She stood up and began to pace, but only somewhat effectively since the room was so small.

If that thing didn't ring soon she was going to take that receiver and mash it into a-

*ring*

Immediately abandoning her plans of mass phone destruction, Kagome picked up the receiver. "Sango?!"

"I'm so glad you've been expecting me, honey." a voice replied dryly.

"Oh, er, hi mom." Kagome resisted the urge to give a deflated sigh, and sat down resignedly.

"Is everything okay at the apartment?"

"Yes, don't worry. I've already been out here living on my own for two years. No big deal." Kagome couldn't help but wonder how long this was going to take. Sango might call at any moment...

"I know, but a mother will always be worried about her children, no matter how old they become. Speaking of children, I have a favor to ask."

"Er....what kind of favor?"

"Well, you see dear, I was talking to the wife of one of your father's business friends. She seems to have just sent her son back from studying abroad, and he's going to the same university as you. So....I was wondering you'd show him around campus and get him acquainted with a few of your friends. Please?"

"Yeah, sure. That's not a problem." Ok, now Kagome was starting to get a little suspicious. Her mom knew perfectly well she would help out on a favor this small. What was the catch? "So, uh, what's his name?"

There was a pause. Then, "Do you remember...Inuyasha?"

Kagome nearly dropped the phone.

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Sango walked from the university parking lot with Kagome towards the main building. She was immersed in her own thoughts, trying to take things into perspective. She'd lost the case. That statement itself had taken her a couple of days to come to terms with. She'd lost and now...Kohaku... Sango stared at the ground, trying to steady her breathing. It partially worked.

"Sango..." Kagome hesitantly spoke up. She glanced at the still silent woman walking next to her worriedly. Ever since the verdict had been set a week ago, damn that judge, Sango had barely talked, and as far as Kagome could tell, she hadn't eaten anything either. It had come as a huge surprise when she'd called Kagome the day before and asked her in a rather alarmingly normal voice if they were going to meet up at the parking lot before classes. Neither of them mentioned the court case.

Sango turned to Kagome, smiling. "I'm fine Kagome. Really, I am." She added at the doubtful look on her friend's face. Realizing that even if Sango wasn't fine there was still no point in talking about it, Kagome gave a defeated sigh.

As they neared the entrance Sango noticed a rather large crowd of girls giggling were effectively blocked their way in. Walking towards them curiously to see what all the commotion was about, Sango saw an appreciably handsome young man in the center of the throng. He stood with confident ease leaning against the doorway, smiling and talking with many of the girls surrounding him.

Kagome followed Sango's gaze and a mild look of realization crossed her face, "That's Miroku, the son of a multi-millionaire who lives in America. He's supposed to have just got back from studying abroad." Kagome then frowned. "Who's that white haired guy standing next to him?" The subject of her question was scowling a bit, seemingly annoyed at his share of admiring girls, while Miroku seemed to be enjoying himself immensely. The said white haired man was by no means old, but rather seemed to be the same age as Miroku.

Sango shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine. Maybe another student who's come back from studying abroad."

Kagome nodded in consent, still eyeing the while haired man with curious interest. He looked awfully familiar for some reason....and he had amber colored eyes....pretty unusual color...suddenly she realized that Sango had already entered the building. Kagome ran to catch up and then slowed to a walk next to Sango with a resentful huff, "I understand why you wouldn't be interested in a couple of new college boys, but you could have at least waited for me to finish watching!"

Sango turned to her friend with a smile and said teasingly, "Maybe you should add drooling along with that. The way you were staring at them…" Her voice trailed off suggestively.

"I was not!" Kagome said indignantly, "His weird hair color got my attention and besides, he doesn't even look good!"

Sango lifted her hands in front of her in a gesture of surrender. "OK, ok, I get your point. No need to bite my head off, or use some other type of violence for that matter. We are in school after all."

Suddenly a look of horror crossed Kagome's face. "Oh no! I completely forgot! Sango I have to go! Without another word, Kagome sped off down the hall.

Staring after her, Sango blinked a few times wonderingly. There was still a good fifteen minutes before classes started. 'Why's she in such a hurry? Oh well, might as well go to class.' Sango turned to walk down another corridor, and entered the last classroom in the hallway.

She chose a seat towards the front, and since the teacher had yet to arrive, Sango took out the notebook she usually used for taking notes in and began to doodle absentmindedly on one of the blank pages.

Drawing had been something she loved to do since...forever. Sango couldn't remember a time when a sketchpad and pencil hadn't been able to calm her nerves after something had disturbed or frightened her- particularly when her parents' arguments were at their worst. It had especially comforted her after her mother had died giving birth to her younger brother, Kohaku....

That had been almost nine years ago.

Sango blinked hard to clear her eyes for a moment. Her pencil's movement stopped abruptly. She closed the notebook as the teacher entered the room, and resigned herself to listening to Professor Kaede for the rest of class.

Just ten minutes into the class, the door opened again, and in stepped someone who looked oddly familiar to her. Oh, right...that idiotic transfer student. What was his name again?

"Ohmgosh!! It's HIM! MIROKU!!"

Of course. Miroku. That subtle hint had come from the various squealing female classmates next to Sango, who, in her opinion, were acting more like young teenage girls than anything else. Excited whispers erupted around her soon turning into outright talking and giggling, which forced Kaede to shout above the noise for everyone to be quiet and act like the mature adults they were suppose to be. Eventually, the clamor subsided.

It was at this point that Miroku decided tactfully to intervene, and said smoothly, "I apologize profusely for disrupting your class, Professor Kaede. This is my first day on campus, and I am afraid I had a bit of difficulty finding the classroom."

Sango resisted snorting as Kaede, seemingly won over by his gracious manner, forgave him immediately. A few moments later and she had allowed him to take a seat. Bad idea.

Half the class included girls who wanted him to sit next to them. Problem is, there's only one Miroku.

Sango noticed, though she hadn't wanted to, that even though he kept a pleasant outlook, Miroku seemed very much irritated by all the attention. Of course, she didn't really blame him for being irked. Not only were the girls all gesturing to empty seats near them, or seats made empty by pushing others out of their seats, the guys, particularly those with girlfriends also waving frantically at him, were starting daggers at the poor transfer student.

'I suppose they're all interested in his money...I wonder what it was that Kagome forgot about earlier...' She sighed, and looked at her watch absently, and saw that nearly twenty minutes of class had been wasted. Then she realized who was next to her.

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"Oh no! Mom is going to absolutely kill me if she finds out! I hope he hasn't wandered off!" Kagome frantically ran through the halls, looking for Inuyasha. She still remembered the most disturbing part of the phone conversation she'd had with her mom.

"I should tell you Kagome, Inuyasha may not be the same person he was before. The years out of the country has helped him, I'm sure. Please try to get along won't you? Oh, and before I forget, he's going to be living in the apartment next to yours since his parents wanted him to be close to someone he knew. Inuyasha's plane arrives late tonight, so you'll meet him near the front of the school in the morning before classes, ok?"

Ok? Sure everything's fine. Just great. Kagome sighed. She hadn't seen him in years...and they had separated under very uncomfortable circumstances. She was still feeling guilty over breaking up with Inuyasha right before he left to study abroad in America. But it wasn't your fault! A small indignant voice piped up inside her head. After all, what are you suppose to do when you find out your boyfriend has been keeping such a big secret from you-especially when that secret is that his family is involved in the black market?!

Yeah...Kagome slowed down to a walk as her thoughts wandered....What do you do when you find out something like that....

She still remembered at the airport.....her voice, so cold and hollow, so very unlike her usual self...and when she spoke. "Inuyasha.....its over."

Kagome closed her eyes. When she opened them, he was in front of her....wearing the most stricken face she had ever seen. She swallowed once and tried to speak, but couldn't. Then she noticed his eyes, how much pain they held. "Your eye color." She finally managed to say. "Are those contacts?"

"Ka...Kagome." Inuyasha said her name haltingly, almost longingly, but there was an underlying bitterness, as if he'd rather not say it at all. Then his expression changed abruptly to a scowl. "Damn it, took me forever to find you."

"I'm sorry, Inuyasha." Kagome smiled a little at his manner, glad that he was back to normal. Back then, when they were still....together, she remembered frowning at his rough words...she didn't mind so much now. "Welcome back."

She would ask him about his odd change of appearance later.

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'Oh, this is fun.' Miroku thought sullenly while scanned the room for a seat next to a girl who wasn't gushing at his face in adoration- or a guy with murderous intent. It had all been very well, talking to the admiring girls before class, but now he just wanted a little peace and sanity.

Then he saw a young woman who was neither smiling seductively at him, nor grinning like someone who had just found their so-called "soul mate". Instead the said girl had a pretty neutral look on her face. She was pretty, though her hair was pulled back fiercely into a high ponytail, giving her a rather tomboy-ish look. Then again, the bangs framing her face gave it a slight feminine touch.

He also noticed the look in her eyes. At first glance they were normal, well as normal as such mesmerizing chocolate colored eyes got, but he noticed a tinge of sadness hidden in their depths. Miroku noticed that sadness, because it was in his eyes as well, if for different reasons.

Ignoring his conscience, which was currently dissuading him frantically from having any contact with the girl, Miroku sat down next to her.

First ever Inuyasha fic, but you already knew that right? Well anyways, this plot's been in mie head for quite a while…so I figured what the heck I'll make it into a full-fledged fanfiction for my favorite couple in Inuyasha, along with the regular inu/kag paring.

Hopefully no one's really confused...if anyone is ill try to explain things as quickly as possible. Im probably gonna have one chapter concentrating on Sango's past in detail. This chapter is mainly: Sango's trying to file a lawsuit to get her brother back (from who you'll havta wait to find out). Inuyasha and Kagome have dated before, however, before Inuyasha left to study abroad, he confessed to Kagome that his family had dealings in the black market. She broke up with him…and two years later, he's back.

Well there you go. Next chapter may take a while to get out. I write slow. -_-;;

And of course feedback is always appreciated