Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha and group… -_-;;

Heh heh… It's so much more fun to write fanfics if you only have to write it once…

And DON'T complain about the names!! I couldn't think of any other last names for the Inu people.

There will be BIG FAT giveaways in this chapter in what is happening… or rather, what had happened… Oops! That was one of then ^.^

So anyways, here's the story… and I was listening to IY music while typing

*dances to the music, and sings along*

*ahem*

Ok, NOW here's the story.

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Past Life Through Reincarnation

Chapter 1 - Meeting

Houshi Miroku straightened up in his seat as the bell rang, and the teacher walked into the room, followed by a new student. He widened his eyes at her.

'Ooooo… pretty girl….' he thought. 'I MUST go out with her!'

"Listen up, everyone," the teacher announced. "We have a new student among us, and we should all welcome Taijiya Sango."

The class applauded, welcoming her. Her name echoed in Miroku's head.

'A pretty name for a pretty face… that makes sense,' he thought.

"You may sit beside Houshi Miroku, and he will be your guide for the next few days," the teacher told her. "He is the one with the short ponytail."

He grinned at his luck. The new girl was going to be around him for the next few days.

She nodded and sat beside him.

"So I'm going to be your guide for the next few days, eh," Miroku commented.

She nodded her head, but then felt a head on her rear. She traced the hand back to its owner. It belonged to the one sitting beside her. He was grinning like crazy. She grabbed the first thing she could get her hands on (which was her binder, by the way), and slammed it on his head as hard as she could. He jerked his hand back before he got another slam on the head… but too late. Sango had raised her binder already, and was bringing it down to his head again… and again… and again. The teacher shook his head, and sighed.

"Houshi, there will be no harassments made in my class," he announced out loud. "So, Taijiya, you can stop now… even though he deserves it."

Sango slammed her binder onto his head once more before stopping. She glared at him as he caressed his pains.

"You didn't have to hit me so hard, so many times," Miroku sighed. "So, can I see your timetable, so I'll know where to deliver you to?"

"Fine," she mumbled.

She handed him her schedule, and he scanned it.

"Well, it looks like we'll be in the same class for ALL of the subjects, including the optional ones," he smiled.

"NANI?!" she screamed. A few heads turned to their way, then they turned back.

"I'm not joking."

He took out his schedule, and showed it to her. She compared the two, and found that he was speaking the truth.

"I guess the sensei knew that we had the same classes," he smiled.

'Great,' she thought. 'Now I'm stuck with this… this sukebe houshi!'

The bell rang, and everyone stood up in respect for the teacher. Then they sat down again, and the teacher started teaching. Everyone took notes as the teacher talked. When he finished talking, he assigned some "problem solving" questions (A/N: I was assigned one in math when I was writing this, okay?), and paired the students with the person beside them. Sango, of course, was stuck with Miroku. She sighed once more.

'Great, just great,' she thought. 'I'm stuck with this pervert… again!'

They began working together. Sango held onto a book, incase he tried anything on her.

"Nothing funny, got it?" she warned. "Or I'll send you flying through Japan."

"Okay, okay!" he said, giving in.

"So, question #1," Sango read. "'Tanyu is making punch for the Tama graduation party. For each batch she mixes, she needs 2L of ginger ale, 4L of orange juice, and 1L of cranberry juice. How much orange juice must she buy if she has to make 420L of punch?' What would you do to solve this?"

"Ahh… Sango, I think this is why it's called Problem solving," Miroku smiled.

"Yeah, but we have to work together since we're partners," she replied.

"Mm-hm, it's nice to hear you admit things," he grinned, "that you like me."

"N-now that is NOT what I meant," she argued, realizing what he meant. "Besides, it's not like I wanted to be partners with you."

Miroku sighed with defeat. No way could he win against Sango.

~Lunch~

Sango bought her lunch in the cafeteria. Then Miroku popped up beside her.

"Hey Sango, you're more than welcome to eat with me and my friends" he told her with a smile.

"Arigato," she started.

His smile turned into a grin; a dopey grin.

"Demo… Iie."

His face fell - more than it usually would.

'Why am I so eager to get her to be with me?' he wondered. 'Have I… No, I couldn't have… Not again!'

She turned, and walked towards an empty table, with her tray of food in her hand. She sat down, and started eating.

"Onegai?" he begged.

"Iie."

"Why not?"

"Because I prefer eating by myself, and… and it has always been that way."

"Nani? Why?"

"Because of my reputation at other schools and stuff."

"Oh? How?"

She paused to think for a moment.

"Let's see now… oh yeah! I always got into fights in school. It won't be long before I got into a fight, and be expelled from here too."

"Is that why you're here?"

"Why are you asking me all these questions?" she asked, hoping to throw him off track. She don't want to answer to his question.

"Because I'm curious."

"And why are you curious?"

She took more bites into her sandwich.

"I just am."

"You're starting to sound desperate."

"Desperate for what?"

He knew that she was right, that he was starting to sound desperate. Sango drank her soup in one big gulp.

"Oh, I don't know… sounds like you want to know me or something."

He froze at that. She had gotten it right.

She picked up her tray, and starting to leaving when a girl and boy came up to Miroku. They both had black hair.

"Oi, Miroku," the boy shouted. "Trying to flirt with Taijiya?"

"Trying is right," Miroku sighed.

The girl saw Sango, and she ran up to greet her.

"Konnichiwa! Are you Taijiya Sango?" she asked cheerfully.

Sango nodded her head.

"Great! I'm Higurashi Kagome," she introduced. "And this here is Inuyasha."

They mumbled a "hello" to each other.

"So, do you like Miroku? He was quite irresistible, don't cha think?" Kagome whispered.

"Not really… he's not really my type," Sango laughed.

Miroku widened his eyes at her, and thought that his jaw dropped 10 feet into the ground.

'Did… did she say that I wasn't her type?' he thought. 'So… she's not interested in me AT ALL?!'

Sango turned, and looked at Inuyasha.

"So, a hanyou, eh?" Sango commented. "Half-human, half-youkai."

Then she just realized what she had said.

"Did I just say that?" she asked.

"I knew that his family name was Hanyou," Kagome said. "But a REAL hanyou?"

"So what if I am one?" Inuyasha snorted. "I knew it wouldn't take long for a youkai taijiya like you to figure it out."

Then he realized what he had just said.

"That was weird, saying things like that," Sango commented.

"Inuyasha, why didn't you tell me?!" Kagome demanded.

"What's there to tell?!" Inuyasha argued back.

Then Inuyasha and Kagome started arguing, with Miroku and Sango watching. They both sighed.

"There they go again," Miroku commented.

Then a small boy with orange hair walked up to them.

"Oi, Kagome," he greeted.

"Hi, Shippo-chan," Kagome smiled.

"So this must be Taijiya Sango," he commented.

"Why does EVERYONE know who I am?" Sango questioned.

"Words spreads quickly in this school," Shippo explained.

Shippo was a bit small in size and age to be considered as a 10th grader. The rest of his friends (except for Kagome) were in higher grades than him. Kagome was in grade 10, Sango and Miroku were in grade 11, and Inuyasha was in grade 12.

Miroku took the opportunity, and groped Sango. She automatically smacked him on his head.

*WHACK**SLAP**SLAM*

Their friends were interested in the sight.

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Phew… that was long… actually, most of my chapters are probably going to be that long… Heh heh heh… I'm SO dead evil…

I think most of the terms used here are pretty common, so I'm not going to explain them… although I think I have some errors in the spelling.

How did you like it? Was it good, or was it bad? Review, please! If you have any questions, I'll do my best to answer them.

Oh, and if you think you know what's going on, then DO NOT spoil it for the others! I repeat, DO NOT spoil it for the others! Or I'll hunt you down! MUHAHAHAHAHA!! (I'm okay…)

Chapter 2 is coming… when I get reviews, that is!!