A/N: Hey, hey! Sorry I haven't updated PreSchoolerz, but I've had Writer's Laziness for a while. However, I got some inspiration for a one-shot. :D This is dedicated to
ElementalHanyou
Who I am good friends with (hopefully). This is to cheer her up about her internet connection (those horrible things :O) And I promised her, so a promise is a promise. :) This is MirXSan, so if you hate it (in this case, I would tell you to clear your brain out), then please leave :D. On with the story! Oh and I don't own Inuyasha. He and everyone from that anime belong to Rumiko Takahashi. I DO own Shikon High, though. Yea, I'm the principal :3
It was another morning in Shikon High. Sesshomaru was trying to open his locker without drowning in love notes, Rin was hugging his arm while reading a book, Koga and Inuyasha were fighting over Kagome while Ayame was yelling at Kagome for stealing Koga and Kagome trying to explain she wasn't. Oh, and Miroku with a slap mark on his face, and Sango fuming.
"Bloody monk!" she screamed and Miroku cowered in fear.
"But Sango, there's no blood on him," Kohaku pointed out.
"Well there will be if he touches my ass again," Sango hissed. Miroku cringed.
Suddenly, Sango felt a push and she fell on top on Miroku with a "GAH!". Looking to her right, she caught sight of a group of boys riding skateboards, laughing at the couple on the floor. One of the boys made a 'loser sign', while had his tongue stuck out and they rode off into the hallways.
Finally realising her position, Sango's head whipped down to find... Miroku grinning at their position. Kagome got out her camera and started snapping photos, claiming it was a step up in their relationship to remember.
"Oh God, she's going to upload those on facebook. I'll be damned for life!" Sango muttered under her breath while she got up. Miroku followed.
"I wasn't blushing, was I?" Sango asked Miroku. When he didn't reply in the next second, she grew impatient and yelled, "WAS I?"
"Sango, Sango! Give me time to answer, will ya?" Miroku tried calming his almost-girlfriend while prying her manicured, sharp nails out of his shoulder flesh. He took in a silent breath. Sango was breathing raggedly in panic, allowing Miroku to catch a whiff of her minty breath when he inhaled.
"Now, you weren't blushing. I honestly don't understand why you thought that-" Miroku stopped short. Blushing meant she was embarrassed. But Sango was never embarrassed when this happened with other men, she didn't dig into their shoulders, demanding if she had blushed. "Oh," Miroku grinned. "You're in love with me."
A loud 'CRACK' like sound, followed by a stinging pain on his cheek accompanied his statement. This time, Sango was really blushing. She 'hmph'ed before stomping off, yelling at anyone who was in her way to get lost. Miroku smirked. "I. Am. Smooth."
Inuyasha slapped his own head.
Meanwhile, with Sango...
"I can't believe that bloody hypocrite! I mean, isn't he a monk? Shoudln't he NOT be a pervert or something?" Sango was yelling at her friends. Luckily for them the teacher hadn't arrived yet.
"But you like him, don't you?" Ayame teased as Rin and Kagome giggled.
"Shouldn't he be bald or something?" Sango asked, trying to change the subject. But in her mind, that statement wasn't too far from the subject.
Maybe if he was bald, I wouldn't have fallen for him. That stupid hypocrite.
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