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Rescue Sango!
Kagome?. Pairings are SECRET! (clamps hands over muses' mouths) The reason this is in the KagomeBankotsu is because there isn't a certain section for this exactly. Will be explained more fully next chapter, because of a SPOILER.
There exists an academy for ladies and gentlemen; the finest, most stunningly beautiful are to be selected for a 'special' occasion at Lord Naraku's castle. Sango is chosen, and thanks to Kagome's super-uglifying, she is not. Unfortunately the selections get more than promised... Now it's up to her and her worst enemies to unravel the dastardly plots and RESCUE SANGO!
Disclaimer: I do not own either Inuyasha or Avatar: the Last Airbender, and do not claim to. Everything else (writing, plot, et cetera) IS MINE!
(A/N: … Yes. You're correct in assuming this is another story. And yes… You may poke the muses. NOT NOW—later, if they feel benign. Just… read it first, okay? I know this is weird: OOOOOOHHHHH! A crossover of Inuyasha and Avatar! It must be HORRENDOUS! Pftt.
(Do excuse demented-ness on our part. More of that French Code Lyoko theme. It's damaging their… erm, and MY (mine too!) brains. (happy sigh) Good times. Oh, and if you wonder, 'why the parentheses?': it's NOT parentheses, it's a pattern that is destroyed by the publishing machine. There.
(So, presenting, Rescue Sango! Part I, Chapter I. Warning: open mind needed, please (I DO know about un-plausible-ness). Now go grab the popcorn, will you?)
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Rescue Sango!
Part I; Academia
Chapter I; The Sky of a Sunset
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"I despise you."
"So very much obliged. And I? LOATHING is my preference."
Souta twitched ever so slightly, and proceeded staring intently at his elder sibling. "Hai, hai. I'm EVER so certain of my immaculate disdain!" He mock-sneered, as polite as could be. The two's darkened orbs were locked together, as they glared at one another in steely silence before stifling loud and boisterous laughter.
"It IS all your fault we're leaving, you know." Kagome murmured, discontent as she interrupted the cheerful laugh in the dreaded gray compartment. "Anou… I guess we're both to blame, really."
"Yeah, however—GAH! I'm starting to speak like an aristo-snob already! How ARE we going to insult one another if we're stuck in some stuffy old grandma's 'academy'?" He flourished upon the word, pronouncing it with such an impudent air Kagome could only cover her lightly tanned face to hide the growing smile.
"I suppose we'd better keep practicing, then." Kagome sighed pointedly, before continuing onward to annunciate specific words. "PrACticing. PRRRRRRacticing. PracticinG. PraCTicing." She had tried about twelve accents before grumbling and shouting, "PRACTICING! It's the same STUPID word in the same STUPID language! Can't it sound the SAME, for Kami's sake?" Then she fell silent, seething.
"You know, aneki, I think you got it right that time." Souta said with a light air, just to spite her and ignite her furious wrath.
"Oh… you, you… you little BRAT!" Kagome lunged, halting in midair to stare dreamily out the window. "One good thing about this wretched monorail; Osaka is gorgeous!" Unfortunately, ogling was short-lived, as she tumbled down to the floor, righting herself in a flash.
After brushing off her knee-length dark green skirt and smoothing the pristine white button-up polo, Kagome inhaled deeply. 'Optimism,' she told herself, 'is golden. Let's see…' A list that appeared after a moment of thought came to mind. 'NO Zanmoto. That's a definite plus.' She grinned, euphoric at the thought of her egomaniacal rival. 'Hmm… what else is there?'
"How 'bout no gym?" Souta input. Kagome shifted, startled. "Did you ever know you think out loud?" His mischievous little grin grew, implanted in some crazy scheme or another sinister act.
"Okay." That was good… and not so good. "Anou… Landscape." She'd given up thinking to herself. Better say it out loud anyway. "Never mind, forget it." She blurted quickly as Souta opened his mouth. Trouble wouldn't be far behind, then. "I'll just… count those…"
"Trees." Was supplied for her.
"No, I was going to say 'pleats'." Souta looked irked, and Kagome began counting.
'Thirty-nine, forty, forty-one, forty-two-'
"ENOUGH! You're driving me INSANE!" Souta complained, loudly at that.
"Quiet."
"NO!"
"Hai."
"Iie." He matched her.
And then it began. Sparks were visible floating in the air between the two midnight-haired siblings, and the three newcomers at the door hesitantly watched. "Anou… Woulditbeokayifwestayedherewithyoutwofortheride?" A young boy, about Souta's age whispered at hyper-speed.
"Oh!" Kagome instantly stopped, cutting off the stare-down and running a hand through her azure-black locks, hazel eyes interested. "Gomen nasai, could you please repeat that?" She seemed so harmless, the three could barely believe it was her looking so murderous an instant ago. She inconspicuously blinked, taking in their similar navy and black uniforms, tightly tailored.
"Woulditbeokayifwe-" The boy began nervously again, only to be silenced by the girl.
"Would it be okay if we stayed here with you two for the ride?" The girl, tall and pretty in a sophisticated way asked politely, bowing in the slight way of a Japanese greeting.
"Sure!" Kagome grabbed her duffel bag and hefted it up with a tinted face into a small compartment at the top. "Here." Souta rolled his eyes and did the same. "Plenty of space." The girl slowly chose a seat next to Kagome, and the young boy sat immediately next to her, peering curiously out the window. The other, an older boy, sighed as if denied, and took a seat across the narrow aisle, by Souta.
The girl cleared her throat, and introduced herself. "Taijiya Sango at your service." She smiled hesitantly, until Kagome returned it to her brightly. She relaxed, and bumped shoulders with the younger boy. "That's my younger brother." She coughed, and poked him with an amused expression.
Snapping out of a mesmerized trance, he blushed and mumbled, "Taijiya Kohaku. I… I was just absorbed by the landscape."
"Absorbed. What an interesting choice of words." Kagome remarked, not unkindly. He blushed, stammering a thank you, although it wasn't exactly a compliment.
"He's so shy," Sango announced like it was a common factoid, and said boy sunk down, red. "First time on a monorail." Seeing Souta point at the other, she gagged and made a hilarious face, her dusty pink eye shadow accenting the squinty eyes she made, then continued mock-seriously.
"Oh. That's Houshi Miroku." She picked up after patting Kohaku on the head, "That's about ALL you want to know." She cut off Miroku's speech with a peculiar glance. He withered.
"You hurt me so."
"He's a friend just along for the ride." Kohaku contributed bravely, gulping before staring out the window again, straightening slowly. His dark brown eyes were reflected, along with his dark hair.
"Freeloader." Sango grumbled, before grinning. "So, you are?"
"Higurashi Kagome and Higurashi Souta. Are you going to that academy?" She tried to keep the dread and disgust out of her voice.
"Oh yeah." Sango wrinkled her nose. "That." Kagome took it as a yes.
"Which year will you two be in?" Kagome questioned relentlessly.
"Well, since I'm nineteen and my parents want me married ASAP, I'd say the last year possible." She gave a dry laugh. "Kohaku is fifteen, so… the youngest year, I guess. Miroku… I have no idea HOW old he is. Acts like a four year old."
"I resent that." The in-question boy said dramatically, before continuing. "Almost twenty, thank you SANGO. I can be mature." His violet eyes danced, and he blew back wispy strands of black from his face, re-adjusting his small dragon's tail at the nape of his neck.
"I have yet to see." Came the disbelieving mutter.
"Well, Souta and I are twins. Seventeen. I am the OLDER, nicer one." Kagome teased.
"Yeah. First to kick the bucket, thank Kami." Kagome's face dropped before her eyebrow twitched.
"Take it back."
"Never!"
The air settled sullenly, and the new additions were at a loss of words. "Are you always this way?" Kohaku asked suddenly.
"Hai." Both answered simultaneously, which drew a laugh out of the dull cabin.
"So why are you coming here, anyway, if you seem to hate it so much, Kagome?"
"Anou… We're not exactly tenshi children." Miroku smiled in unison with Sango, not bothering to hide it. "Souta threw a party during the summer and trashed the house while I was meditating (here her cheeks flamed) in the well house." Seeing their faces, she took a quick breath and continued. "Hahaoya believes in 'all for one and one for all' type things, so naturally it was my fault TOO." An evil glare was fired. "And so she ships us off for this horrendous academy."
"Well, coincidentally Miroku here somehow ruined the construction of our new residence, and so hahaoya deemed it best for us to come here instead of risking it again."
Small half-smiles were exchanged, and then they all settled in for a day of extreme boredom.
"What do you want to do?"
"I dunno. What do YOU want to do?"
"YOU decide. I did last time."
"No you didn't. I did."
"Nuh-uh."
"Hai."
"Iie."
Kagome cracked an eye open, and reprimanded Souta with a smack upside the head, before relapsing into her mp3 player, listening. "Whatchya listening to?" Sango asked, chocolate brown eyes curious as she brushed choppy bangs back from her face and into her high ponytail.
"Code Lyoko. The… French version of the theme. It's interesting. Here." Kagome handed it over, and Sango listened for a moment, before nodding in agreement.
"It's kind of nice. I just don't go for French that much, that's all."
"I see. Oi, what's that?"
"I… I don't know. But I think…" The two girls smiled together. "Oi, wake up. Miroku. Kohaku. We're almost there!" Sango shouted, successfully rousing the dead as Kagome shook Souta gently awake.
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OSAKA ACADEMIA FOR YOUNG LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.
In other words, simply the most perfect hellish boarding school in the entire country of Japan. "I'm really beginning to think I won't like this place." Kagome put things mildly as she stood in front of the towering marble insignia and statue.
The insignia was fine, being an intricately twisting and glinting flame, although it was a bit blinding in the sunlight. But the statue… Prim and proper. Everything despised and hated deeply by the five individuals standing outside its very doors.
There was a small multitude of people behind them, gawking in despair at the statue. Kagome was faintly annoyed and surprised when a pair of shoji screen doors opened and revealed a stern looking crone and an elegant woman. "Welcome." She said coldly, her long brown hair flapping in the breeze. "To the Academia."
The grayed crone attempted a smile, but the effect generated was scary, what with her eye patch and odd look. She was not pretty, nor thin, and had apparently prepared a speech.
Twenty minutes later, they were shuffled about and separated and assigned dormitories in wings of the grim place with a castle-of-old look about it in a seemingly random way.
"East." Kagome announced.
"South." Sango replied, and they groaned.
"North." Souta cheered, semi-happy to be moving again after such a bore.
"North." Kohaku said slowly, a happy smile attaching itself to his face.
"As you have been pre-enrolled, your schedules of lessons shall be distributed by myself or Kikyo."
'So that's her name. She looks so familiar, it's eerie.'
"Kagome! That wasn't very nice," Souta chuckled, poking fun at his sister.
"Be quiet." Kagome retorted. "I want to hear my name."
As the list went on and dwindled, Kagome found herself anxious.
"Higurashi Souta." The announcer paused, then continued.
"Ikawa Hasei."
"W-What?" Kagome stuttered. "Did she already say my name?"
"I don't think so," Sango said, confused. "I thought you said you'd signed up."
"I-I-I did."
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"Anou, excuse me, Kikyo-sama. I'm pretty sure I didn't hear my name get called."
"Pretty sure." Kikyo repeated, deadbeat of the century. "Your name?"
"Higurashi Kagome." She seemed to perk up a bit, before searching and becoming monotone again. "I suppose Kaede-san skipped you. Gomen nasai, Higurashi."
"Anou… Arigatou!" Kagome bowed hastily, exiting before the bored mood could get a grasp on her for good.
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"Whew. Got it!" Kagome announced cheerily, upon arriving at the entrance. Her smile faded. They were gone. And she was clueless as to where the East wing was. Sighing, she turned back to find Kikyo again. "Joy. Kami-sama loves me."
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"Back so soon?"
"Hai, I'm afraid. Gomen nasai."
"Nani?" Although 'what?' coming from a teacher was weird, Kagome ignored it.
"I need to find the East wing…" she stated. Kikyo groaned, easing up form her chair and beckoning.
"You must be very careful of where you go." Her tone was forbidding and mysterious to Kagome, whose eyes widened slightly. "Not everything that has a place here should have a place here." Kagome nodded very slowly. "The East wing is up this corridor, left on the stairs, and left twice more. I will deem a parcel sent with your things, if they are not there." And Kikyo disappeared back into her office, leaving Kagome on her own.
Following the directions, Kagome arrived only slightly out of breath, her smile back in place.
"What do you want?" A mean looking girl snapped, up and in her face.
"M-Me? I'm in the East wing."
"Name."
"Higurashi Kagome."
The girl sneered an extra moment before moving aside and accidentally on purpose sticking out her foot as Kagome moved forward, tripping her. Luckily Kagome regained her balance. 'Not very nice, are ya?' She thought intensely.
"What did you say to me?" The girl snarled, slamming her arm out and barring the door, before moving to press Kagome back form it.
"N-Nothing!" Kagome whispered, her back pressed to the wall, remembering her tendency to think out loud and resolving to fix it.
"Good. That's what I thought you said, Higurashi-ama." She mock bowed, and a smirk played out on her face before slamming the door, thus locking Kagome out of the wing.
"I hate this place." Kagome said coldly to the floor, sinking down to sit and wait.
"Heh, still thinking out loud?"
Her head shot up, and who should it be but her enemy?
"Still growing a peanut in your skull?" Kagome retorted, not in the mood for being polite or generous. This was a bad day. Bad as hell.
"Higurashi."
"Zanmoto."
"Higurashi."
"Just… urusai, Zanmoto. I'm not in the mood."
"So sad. I really care. You better be ready for some hell of a rivalry, because I'm not feeling peachy either." He cracked his knuckles, smiling in a not-so good-naturedly way. He stopped, then added to spite her, "Higurashi. Ja ne!" He stuck out his tongue before pounding on the door.
"What do you want, Higurashi-ama? Oh…" Her eyes slipped down as she assumed an 'alluring' pose, looking him up and down. "Hello gorgeous." Kagome felt like puking, but Bankotsu forced a smile.
"Have fun." Kagome spat venomously as he was admitted.
"Oh, I will, under a nice not-leaky roof… No leaks." He turned back to her, "Have fun in the rain."
"What stupid rain?"
He just smiled sweetly, and departed, doing a sarcastic wave.
Suddenly thunder crackled and lightning flared. It began to rain. But with Higurashi Kagome, it never rained. It poured. She sighed, and shifted into a more comfortable sitting position on the cold varnished floors, closing her angry, stinging eyes. Soon she felt it. Dripping onto her head and lolling down her cheeks, mixed with the spilled tears.
And so it began.
Kagome very quickly had begun to realize that the Academia was not fun, and was not going to be a picnic.
At all.
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"Hurry up! It's starting to rain!"
"Whatever. I'll come when I want." He said, trying to be casual and defiant, but not succeeding at all. Instead he sounded immature and annoyed. "You go on ahead. You need it, what with your stupid luggage." He muttered the last bit under his breath, so as not to draw his sister's attention, before rubbing his arms under his favorite medium-blue parka. "Stupid school."
"Come ON!"
"I said go AHEAD!"
"Fine, don't blame me when you get wet!" She spun on her heels, whirling off to the Southern wing, luggage in tow. They had missed the first train, and had had to settle for the next one, three hours later.
Speaking of wet…
"Hey…" He saw some girl sitting there in the hall, rain pouring down on her from a missing chunk in the ceiling. "Are you alive? Duh, what an obvious question!" He smacked himself upside the head for answering his own question, and commenced squinting at the girl.
Moving closer to get a look, he saw it wasn't just a girl.
It was an extremely beautiful girl. Her eyes were closed, rain water gushing over them, sticking to her dark eyelashes, thanks to the small river pouring over her wet, waist-length ebony-azure hair. He leaned closer, fascinated.
He watched the water trail over her lips, which curved down slightly, over her chin, down her neck, to…
He turned tomato red, stammering, "O-O-OH KAMI!" In a loud voice before slapping a hand over his mouth. Her entire polo was soaked… and see-through…
"D'yamind?" She muttered in an adorably angry fashion. He froze and held his breath, eyes bulging and face redder than before. He was in trouble now. She turned her head slightly, then moved it beck, relaxing into sleep again. He exhaled, relieved.
Torn between making a hasty retreat and leaving her to herself, or stopping to wake her and tell her the 'problem', he couldn't decide.
"COME ON!" His sister's voice rang out, coming closer and closer from the Southern wing. "I already unpacked!"
"Miracle." He muttered, rolling his eyes. They came to rest on his jacket. "Jacket…" It WAS his favorite though… But…? He continued his inner debate. "GAH!" Blushing, he slid out of it and tucked it around her as she shivered and trembled. A tranquil smile appeared, and she burrowed into it.
He sighed. 'My favorite…' He thought, wistful. 'Hey. Giving it to her, means not… getting it back, though… right?' Another sigh as he reached for it. Seeing her happy face, so beautiful and undisturbed, he stopped. 'HEY! I could leave a note asking for it back!'
Happy again, he envisioned scribbling it down and tucking it in a pocket. Unfortunately his brain was on a different track. He sighed, and wrote:
Keep it. You need it more than I do.
And with that, he left in a hurry, blushing and rounding the corner and keeping his sister from seeing it and reprimanding him (again). Nearly running into said girl, who exclaimed, "HEY! Where's your jacket you love so much?"
Nervous, he squeaked as smoothly as possible, "How do you expect ME to know?" Confronted with a disbelieving stare, he continued, dazed, "Probably some freak on the train nabbed it…"
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(A/N: Well. It was a bit short, but okay for the first exposition-ish chapter. Not the most interesting, but the plot hasn't really progressed yet. If all goes well (GAH! Must stop using well!), more characters to appear in the next chapter.
And yes, there will be several-ish parts to this. No, they won't be super long. I'm hoping for the Rescue Sango! chapters to be shorter, so I can update other stories faster, in a sense. Don't know how well THAT'll work out.
So… did ya like it? Despise it? REVIEW, and let me know WHY, please. Minimum of six reviews to post next chapter. Muses need happy faces and much poking (just nowhere too… meh, you get it).
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Next Chapter
So… you're all DYING to ask… WHO's Kagome's enemy? And who was that mysteriously strange and immature boy at the end? What about Sango and the others? Exactly HOW evil is the Academia anyway?
Hopefully all that and more in the next installment of Rescue Sango!;
Face of the Enemy, Face of the Ally
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Vocabulary;
Hai- yes
Anou-well…, erm…, eh…, ah…, er…, uh… (et cetera (other awkward stumbling words, basically))
Kami- god
Aneki- respectful term for 'elder sister'
Iie- no
Gomen nasai- I'm sorry (or an) apology (formal)
Tenshi- angel
Hahaoya- respectful term for 'mother'
Oi- hey
-san- respectful add-on, usually meaning Mr., Ms., or Mrs.
-sama- respectful add-on, usually showing high admiration or nobility (lords, ladies, etc)
Arigatou- thank you (semi-informal)
Nani?- what?
-ama- disrespectful add-on to a name, meaning 'bitch'
Urusai- shut up
Ja ne- see ya
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Reviews: (none for now, but I need six to update)
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Notes:
No, Sango will not be an utter, helpless and whiny damsel in distress. Sorry if you like that.
(Character notes possibly joining soon…)
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Ja ne,
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And company. My adorably annoying muses. 'Kotsu and the Grumpy One.
(P.S. Hope you enjoyed this, and will show some self-restraint when poking at us… If not… (evil smile) Anyhow, thanks for reading Rescue Sango! (cough come back cough))
Chapter Finished: 12.28.05
Post: …? I promised myself I'd update something first. But then 'Kotsu pointed out it WAS New Year's Eve… and well. What the heck. Here it is, 12.31.05.
Spell Check: Yep.
Brain Check: Hn. That's not funny 'Kotsu. But then again, it is. (But you're still getting locked in a room with Sess anyhow.)