Chapter 1
Hate my LIFE
"I hate school!"
"Ha… You hate everything that isn't ramen Inuyasha" Miroku said giving a side glance to young man walking beside him.
"Keh"
They continued on their way inside the History classroom as there teacher Miss Maki ordered the class to take there seats and get out there homework.
Crap… Just my luck History first on a Monday morning and homework is due, if it weren't for Miroku calling this morning to remind me that we have footy training today at lunch, I would have gladly stayed home.
"Taisho, is your homework ready for me or are you going to say that you dropped it in the mud again?"
Miss Maki always enjoyed teasing students but would become extremely strict in the blink of an eye if she needed to.
"Keh… You could say something like that"
"Hmph, Inuyasha please stay back after class for a minute so I can talk to you… So?"
She turned to Miroku with hopeful eyes, praying that someone out of the pair did there work and won't also have to be punished. Miroku simply nodded his head and handed her the research on the art of Kyudo (the ancient art of archery).
The rest of History went on smoothly until the bell came, Inuyasha tried to run out of the room as quickly as possible so that he didn't have to stay back to talk to the teacher, but she though that he would do as much.
"Inuyasha, I still would like to talk to you please"
He mentally slapped himself for not being fast enough to escape the rashness of her second mood; more like a second person all together.
She is most likely going to get me to do extra work every night or sit at the front of class were all of the goody goodies sit. Just great…
"What did she talk to you about?"
Miroku had waited outside of the classroom for his best mate to come out. They had been friend ever since he could walk and flirt with the opposite sex. They were like brothers.
"Just Great! My life is a living hell!"
"What… Come on, what could she have done to make your life a living hell? Detentions for the next term… No wait that wouldn't bug you at all, so lets see, you must do extra homework?"
"HA! I wish"
"So spill the beans Inuyasha!" Miroku's patient was starting to run thin; it was like teasing a child with a piece of candy.
"FINE… I have to first do a 2000-3000 speech and oral presentation on the ancient act of Kyudo-"
"That doesn't sound to bad"
"I'm not finished yet… then at the Cultural Festival she wants me to be part of the play that they are doing of Feudal Japan. She will probably give me some lame person to act that dies in the first minuet and I also have to go to some shrine and volunteer there for a week."
"Hump… That sucks… Hey, but look on the bright side of things"
"Yeh, like what exactly?" I doubt that even a lecher like him can't even think of an up side to this situation.
"At least you get to meet some sexy chicks in the play… Ow what was that for?!" he now was sitting on the ground rubbing the bump the size of a tennis ball that had appeared on his head, after he was punched by the boy next to him, who currently had steam coming from his ears.
"I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND YOU PERV! DON'T YOU THINK OF ANY THING ELSE BUT WOMEN!?"
"Well lets see… Footy, which by the way we are running late to"
"Crap! Well get off your but and lets get going before my day gets any worse."
Just as Inuyasha spun around he bumped into something.
"Hey, look were your walking you Jerk!"
He looked down to see a pair of brown eyes looking up at him with a mix of anger and disgust. At first glance he could have mistaken her for Kikyo his girlfriend, but then at second glance he knew it wasn't her.
"Me! I was just standing here minding my own business. You're the one who should be looking were your going wench!"
"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME"
Miroku quickly jumped in between the two before they made a seen.
"Well we better be going. Inuyasha hurry up and sorry miss." Just at that moment when he made eye contact with the girl her beauty stunted him. "My name is Miroku and the boy to my left is Inuyasha. May I ask what your name is miss?"
"No you may not."
Then she ran off without another word, towards another girl with a high pony tale.
"Wait up Sango!"
"She looks hot and her friend does to!"
Inuyasha just rolled his eyes and dragged Miroku down the hall towards the oval for footy practice.