High School Tragedies, Old And New
Summary:
Shikon Academy. A very prestigious school only allowed to exceptional students. The best of the best. A school full of competition, gut wrenching, and pushing teachers and students alike. All this and the normal drama and stress of high school? Pick your friends wisely. It could cost you your life.
Author's Note:
I know, I know, another high school fanfic. But please, bear with me. I love a really good high school InuYasha fic. I decided to try it out for myself! I also would like a beta. If you're interested say it in your review, please.
Disclaimer:
I do not own InuYasha and Co. Shit, this sucks.
High School Tragedies, Old and New
Chapter One: New is so out
Kagome groaned as she was violently pulled from blissful sleep, rolling over to face the alarm clock she slammed her fist down on the snooze button and yanked the covers over her head in an attempt to block out the now-blinding sunlight streaming in from her window. Finally giving up after about ten minutes of futile tossing, Kagome sat upright and carelessly tossed the bedcover to the side of her bed. Mentally cursing herself for forgetting to shut her blinds, she - with great effort - dragged herself out of bed and tredged her way to the shower.
Feeling the hot water run in trails down her sleepy body did wonders for her mood.
Stepping out of the shower and already missing its warmth, Kagome dressed herself for school. Slipping on her maroon pleated skirt, along with her white polo style shirt, and yanking up her white knee high socks; Kagome examined herself in the mirror. She had never had to wear a uniform to school before, she realized.
But I guess since I'm going to Shikon Academy, it would make sense that I would have to.
After a long look, Kagome decided the uniform wasn't so bad. I mean, maroon wasn't her best color, but it was better than green, like the freshman right?
It would almost be easier if I was a freshman. That way, no one would really already have a group of friends. I could fit in almost anywhere without any problem. But no, of course I transfer when I'm a sophmore. Just my luck..
Thrusting her thick raven her into a messy ponytail, Kagome hurried downstairs to eat.
"Morning darling, are you excited for school?" Her mother, Megumi, asked.
"No," Kagome answered bitterly, "I'd rather be at Tokyo High, with my friends."
Megumi sighed, "Sweetheart, we've been through this. I'm sorry we had to move to Osaka, but what other choice did we have?"
Kagome shoved a poptart into her mouth and trudged back up the stairs as a response.
As much as she hated it, her mother was right. Of course she missed her friends back in Tokyo, but they couldn't stay there. She knew that she should be happy that her mother had finally grown the courage to leave, but Kagome wasn't so sure she was ready to start over yet. She knew this was an amazing opportunity, and not only because she had gotten into Shikon Academy, the most prestigious school in Japan, but she would get a clean slate. A whole school full of kids who knew nothing of her past, she could reinvent herself. It wasn't like she wasn't excited for that, but Kagome just didn't know who exactly she wanted to be.
Sighing, Kagome stepped into the bathroom and began brushing her teeth with one thought in mind.
Screw it. Balls to the wall, Kagome. Just balls to the wall.
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Kagome stepped out of the school's office just as first bell rang.
Great my first day and I'm already late.
It definately didn't help that the receptionist took her sweet time with Kagome's schedule. Chatting on the phone with who seemed to be the woman's boyfriend, Kagome had to practically tear the phone from the young fire demon's hands in order to get her attention. Reading her schedule, Kagome groaned when she realized her first class was all the way in the other building. Third floor, too.
Go figure.
Shikon Academy was set up in three buildings. Two of the three buildings had three floors, and the third builing was the gym, having only two stories. The gym was known as the Goppert Building while the other two were Donnelly and the Music And Arts Building (M&A for short). The entire campus took up an entire block, and a big one at that. While at one side there was Donnelly and across from there on the other side of the block, was the M&A building. There was a paved path linking the two buildings together, known as the quad. Breaking off from the center of the quad was a third pathway, leading to goppert, which was inbetween the two buildings, forming a sort of three-sided square. Behind Goppert was the soccer and softball/baseball field, with the football field across the street.
Treking across the quad, mumbling and cursing her luck, Kagome dropped her schoolbag. Quickly picking it up, she snuck a glance at her cell phone for the time, cursing again she raced to World History.
Finally reaching the classroom, she burst into the room, and all chatter ceased.
"Miss Higurashi, I presume?"
Kagome nodded as the teacher marked her name on the attendance list. Grabbing a textbook, Kagome was suddenly aware of all the sets of eyes watching her. Quickly scrambling to her seat, Kagome couldn't help but hear the whispers.
"..must be the new girl.."
"..pretty good, to get in without being here freshman year.."
"..not bad-looking.."
"..wonder how good of a miko she really is.."
And they went on and on, these people couldn't stop talking about her! Kagome knew it was extremely rare at Shikon Academy for a transfer student to come, especially anytime after freshman year. But still, was all the staring necessary?
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The rest of Kagome's morning classes were pretty much the same. Well, the staring and whispering proved to be a constant. As Kagome stepped into the gym, she took a seat on the bleachers by herself, while everyone stared. Kagome was used to it by now, she just hoped it didn't last all year. Sighing as the teacher left the gym to get their clothes, Kagome's eyes widened when she saw a boy stand up and begin to walk toward her. Was he really coming to talk to her? The only other communication she'd had with any part of the student body that day was when a sorceress had magically etched the words, 'new is so out' onto her latin book, the rest had all been stares and whispers. Kagome examined the boy as he made his way to where she was sitting. He was tall, probably six feet, with midnight black hair tied into a ponytail at the nape of his neck. He had three gold earrings in his left ear, and one in his right, he had dark eyes, so dark they almost looked purple.He had on a maroon uniform, though Kagome wouldn't need to see that to know he was a sophmore, seeing as P.E. was an same-grade class, meaning she was with all sophmores. He was a monk as well, she could tell from his aura, a faint purplish color, when she looked.
Kagome crossed her legs when he reached her.
"Hello, I'm Miroku Houshi." He greeted
"I'm Kagome."
"So, you're the new girl, right?" Miroku asked, taking a seat.
Kagome rolled her eyes, "Figured that out on your own, did you?"
Miroku's eyes lit up, "I see we have ourselves a fiesty one, don't we?"
Kagome snorted, "Guess so."
"So, Kagome," Miroku scooted closer, "I have one question to ask you if I may."
Kagome nodded, then sorely regretted her decision as a mischievious glint appeared in Miroku's eye.
Taking her hands in his Miroku - to Kagome's astonishment - got down on one knee, "Fair Kagome, would you do me the honor of bearing my children?"
Completely taken back, Kagome felt her mouth drop open in shock and made no move to correct it. Honestly, she wasn't sure she could if she tried - I mean, what the hell? Who asks that, just .. like that? Staring at this Miroku character, Kagome failed to notice the latest addition to their group.
"Houshi.." A female voice warned.
Kagome's shock only grew at Miroku's paling face, "Yes, love?" Was that a quiver in Miroku's voice?
"What are you doing?" Well, to Miroku's defense, she did have an intmidating voice.
"Definately not asking the Miss Kagome to bear my children - for you are the only one who shall recieve that honor, love."
"Houshi, I swear!"
As the argument continued, Kagome snapped out of her stupor and looked at the woman who unintentionally came to her rescue. She was tall - taller than Kagome but shorter than Miroku - and looked very lean, but Kagome could tell she was built. She had long brown hair, about down to the small of back, it was straight and currently tied in a ribbon about at the middle of her back - so there was only about six inches of hair in a sort of make shift ponytail. She had chocolate brown eyes - presently flashing with annoyance - and wore only pink eyeshadow and mascara. She had long, muscular legs that the school skirt only showed off. She was a freaking bombshell.
Suddenly, the argument stopped. Kagome looked up to find both Miroku and the girl staring at her.
"I'm sorry, what?" Kagome asked.
"I said, are you okay? I know he can be a pervert, but he didn't touch you did he?" The girl asked.
"Touch me? No." Kagome answered in confusion, it was then that she noted the bright red hand print on the left side of Miroku's face. The girl slapped him? When? Did he actually grope her?
Relief flooded the girl's face, "Oh, good. By the way, I'm Sango."
Kagome smiled, "Kagome."
Sango quickly shooed Miroku away, and Kagome watched as he pouted at Sango, but eventually made his way back to his friends. Sango plopped down in the spot that was previously occupied by Miroku, and began to make idle chat with Kagome. Kagome felt like grinning, finally someone was talking to her and not whispering about her, what a relief! Kagome and Sango talked until the teacher returned. The class hushed down and waited as the teacher called their names one by one to come and collect their uniforms.
"Higurashi, Kagome."
Hearing her name called, Kagome got up and retrieved the uniform in her size. The uniforms were simple really, just maroon shorts with the words 'Shikon Academy' printed in the bottom right corner of the right leg and a blank white box to write your name. The shirt was white with 'Shikon Academy' also printed big and in the center of the shirt, and a maroon outlining of a box to write your name there, too. Walking back to her seat by Sango she was surprised to hear Sango ask her to be her locker partner.
"Um, sure." Kagome smiled, maybe she and Sango could be friends?
"Great," Sango folded up her own uniform and handed a sharpie to Kagome, "I am so sick of uniforms its ridiculous. I've had them since grade school."
"I never had a uniform before."
"Really? You're lucky. Where'd you go to highschool last year, anyway?"
"Tokyo High."
Sango looked shocked, "Really? Wow, I thought you probably went to some other martial arts school, but you just went to a normal highschool?"
Kagome nodded, "Yep, just a normal highschool."
All the students jumped as the bell rang, gathering her bookbag and stuffing her gym uniform in there as well, she was utterly delighted to hear Sango's next request.
"Come on, sit with me at lunch."
Kagome nodded and began walking up the stairs with Sango, when suddenly Sango had to run back to the bleachers to retrieve her pencil bag she left there. Waiting at the bottom of the stairs, Kagome caught the gaze of Miroku - who winked as she rolled her eyes - and her eyes traveled on to clash with piercing amber eyes. The breath left her lungs at the intensity in those golden orbs. Kagome found that she couldn't look away, and neither could he, apparently. Her eyes followed his all the way up the stairs and around the corner and Kagome caught herself leaning so she could keep his gaze a moment or two longer.
"Ready?"
Kagome snapped out of her daze at the sound of Sango's voice, "Yeah."
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Dropping her books in her locker, Kagome set out to meet Sango in front of the cafeteria. Spotting her, Sango waved her over and lead her to a nearby table, almost completely full. The only person Kagome recognized was Miroku. Plopping down next to him, with Sango on her other side, Kagome was already aware of all the eyes on her.
"Why hello, fair Kagome. Will you be joining us for lunch this afternoon?" Miroku asked.
"Houshi.." Sango warned.
Kagome nodded at Miroku as Sango began introducing everyone at the table, "Kagome, you already know Miroku and me, but across from you with the red hair is Ayame, next to her in the green is Shippo, her younger brother - yes, he's a freshman and Ayame's family adopted him and that's why Ayame's a wolf demon and Shippo's a fox demon - on the other side of Ayame is Kouga and next to him is Rin and next to me is Kikyo and the two at the other end of the table are Ginta and Hakkaku, Kouga's cousins. We're only missing InuYasha..where is he, anyway?"
"Detention. He was caught locking some freshman in the chem closet with all the chemicals or something." Kouga answered.
Sango snorted, "Figures. Anyway, Kagome that's everyone and everyone this is Kagome."
Other than the somewhat choatic introductions, lunch - along with the rest of the day - was relatively uneventful. While people still stared and whispered, it was easier now that she had some of the classes with her new..accquintances? Friends? She didn't really know what to call them, but at least it was better actually having some peope to sit with at lunch.
END.
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