Welcome, welcome, welcome, to High School for Hanyou. (Version 2) This is me, pencilgraphite! I'm so sorry about everything and to all my lovely reviewers…but it turns out I lost all my accounts and passwords for EVERYTHING, and I haven't really had time to write. I'm done with school, and I should be able to write more for a while, Until I have to go BACK. I had lost hope, until I came across some old files on a different computer. :D
I've recently had a change of heart. In this story, there will be no Saku. I'm sorry to those of you who liked her, but point of view changes were becoming difficult. I'll fit something into those chapters dealing with her.
Well, sorry to keep you waiting! On with the show!
Chapter One:
The rich people school.
Inuyasha Miharu; Rich, athletic, and-according to the girls at his school-hot. Yes, he had the looks, the fame, and the money. His late father, Tai Miharu, had run one of the most successful businesses in Tokyo. This is what allowed Inuyasha to be accepted into one of the most high-class high schools in the Country. Sure he could get anything, or anyone, he wanted with a flick of the wrist. But this Inuyasha was, in no way, a snob.
That's what everyone was at his school; That's why he never had anything to do with anyone there. There were only a few people who he would actually call his friends. He also had the best girlfriend he could ever ask for. They were the few people who hardly ever said anything about being rich. That's the way he liked it, and he didn't want it to change.
By 6:55, Inuyasha was out the door and driving off to school. He had just fifteen minutes to make it to his first class. He was wearing a plain green t-shirt with some faded destroyed denim jeans, his short silver hair messy as usual. Pulling up to his normal parking spot at 7:00, he hopped out of his car when he heard a girl scream, "Pervert!" and a slap that echoed throughout campus. He rolled his eyes and ran up to where his friends usually waited for him. There he found them, and of course, Miroku was wearing the usual red hand print on his cheek, thanks to Sango. "Houshi, it seems you never learn, do you?" he laughed at his friend, who was currently rubbing his sore cheek. Miroku sighed and said, "Ah, yes. But the pain was well worth it." He had his hair up in his usual rat tail and he was wearing some prayer beads around his right hand. Inuyasha didn't know why, but he always seemed to wear them.
"Hey, Sango, have you seen Kikyo yet today?" he asked his female friend who was still grumbling, but seemed to calm down a bit. "Umm..I think I saw her go to her class already. Why?" she grabbed her bag and hoisted it over her shoulder. Inuyasha just shook his head then ran his fingers through his short silver hair. He would never let his seven year old neice, Kanna, come close to his hair with scissors ever again. Miroku seemed to recover, for he was already walking towards their class. They all had Calculus for first period. Right as they sat down in their seats, the bell rang and the teacher walked in.
Inuyasha was sitting next to his girlfriend, Kikyo, in the back of the class. Miroku and Sango sat behind them. Kikyo was one of the only people he trusted more than anyone. The only other person was his father, but he couldn't confide in him any longer. Kikyo started drumming her perfectly manicured nails on the desk, but stopped when she saw a note on her desk. She un-folded it and read. It said:
Are you coming over tonight?
She automatically knew it was Sango, so she wrote "Yes" and handed it to the awaiting girl behind her. "Miss Marietta, please answer problem number one, and give us the details on how you found the answer." Miss Lepper said, her amrs crossed. She was not pleased. Kikyo looked up at the board, and had no clue what to do. "Umm...I don't know." she finally said, after a few minutes of thinking. Miss Lepper seemed to be a bit happy about this and said, "Well then, I guess I'll have to move your seat to a different location, seeing as how you can't concentrate where you are right now." with that said, She made Kikyo move to the very front of the room. Inuyasha frowned a bit when she looked back to him
Kikyo just sat there, boredly, since she had nobody to talk to at the front of the room. So, to distract herself, she pulled out her compact and attempted to fix her makeup. She coated her lips with cherry lip gloss a few times, before smacking them together and putting it away. 'Stupid hag of a teacher keeping me away from my Inuyasha.' she thought to herself before letting her thoughts flutter to her hot little hanyou sitting on the other side of the room. Her and Inuyasha had the reputation of being the most known and perfect couple in the school.
She and Sango had only been friends since tenth grade, and that was two years ago, but they were pretty close. As for Inuyasha and Miroku, they had been friends since third grade. Miroku was so bored, so he pulled out a magazine he found while digging through Sango's bag. When Sango looked over at him and noticed his reading material, she fumed and whispered, quietly, yet threateningly, "What the hell were you doing looking through my bag?" Miroku looked at her and mumbled that he was bored, then went back to flipping through the pages of his reading material.
Miroku suddenly stopped and dwelled on a certain page longer than he did others. Sango sighed. 'He'll never change' She thought, and looked over to the page. On that page was a model. Kagome Higurashi, a famous fashion model at the tender age of seventeen. Her mother was Japanese, but her father was French. She had long and wavy ebony hair, the bluest of blue eyes, and a tight little body to her. She was striking a pose where she had her spaghetti shirt slightly raised, and her left hand was on her stomache. Her right hand was in her hair somewhere and she was showing off a pair of jeans. Sango loved her hair, and wished she could have hair like it. While staring at the picture a bit longer, she noticed something, 'I don't know how people could say Kikyo looks anything like her. She shrugged and went back to taking notes.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, the bell rang. While the kids filed through the door, Inuyasha and his friends lagged behind. Inuyasha was the first to speak, "So...what did you see in that magazine that kept you so quiet, Miroku?" Inuyasha put an arm around Kikyo's shoulder, and she clung to him like he was her life source. Miroku grinned. "Ah, that. I was flipping through the magazine when I stumbled upon a picture of the beautiful Kagome Higurashi. I was just admiring her looks when I thou-" He was immediately silenced when Sango's fist connected with his head. "Can it, Miroku. We don't need to know about your sick fantasies." Inuyasha scoffed and said, "Kikyo looks much better than that wench, It should be HER in those magazines." Kikyo smirked and gave him a peck on the lips.
Not only was Inuyasha a loyal boyfriend, he was also arm candy and it made all the girls in the school envy her. Except Sango, that is. "Me and Miroku are heading off to second period. We'll see you guys later." She said, as she dragged the poor boy to class, her brown hair swishing in its ponytail. Inuyasha didn't have the same second period as any of his friends, so he gave Kikyo a quick kiss and they rushed off to second period.
In his second period, Inuyasha sat in the far left corner of the class, next to an empty seat. The only bad thing was that annoying Yura girl who always sat behind him and played with his hair. It pissed him off to no end. When the bell rang, Ms. Kaede started writing things on the board for the students to copy. Inuyasha just closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat. He was drifting off when he felt Yura start combing through his hair with his fingers. But at the moment, he just didn't care.
Inuyasha guessed he fell asleep, because the next thing he knew, people were gathering their stuff and walking out the door. Inuyasha just sighed and walked to the gym, since he had P.E. next. He would just meet Miroku there, since he was in his class. When he turned a corner, he suddenly felt pressure on his chest, and he fell to the ground. He growled and looked up, only to see a girl dusting her skirt off. She mumbled a quick sorry and started running again. He looked over his should and grumbled. "Crazy bitch." And opened the door to the gym.
He walked into the locker room and headed for his locker, when Miroku came up to him. "Hey, 'Yash, what took you so long?" he asked, while tying his shoe. Inuyasha just glanced at him when he started to take off his shirt. "This stupid bitch ran into me on my way here. Just mumbled sorry and ran off." he said, flicking his tongue out to touch his lip ring. Miroku sighed and said, "Tell me again, why you're so anti-social?" Inuyasha glared at him. "You know everyone in this God damn fucking school can't be trusted!" Miroku just chuckled and went out the door to the gym. Inuyasha just started to unbuckle his collar and sighed. 'Can't this day just fucking end already?' He thought as he walked into the gym.
The rest of the day went by uneventfully, and he was currently in his room, lying on his bed. He couldn't wait until he graduated. He told Kikyo that he would marry her one day, after they finished with school, And that's exactly what he intended to do. He'd been going out with her ever since the tenth grade, A little after his father died. He went to her for comfort, and they ended up getting to know each other more. She understood what he was going through, since her mother died a while back. But, he started to notice how she's been changing over these past two years. She hardly ever talked about her feelings to him, she only gossiped. Gossiped, gossiped, gossiped. 'I wonder what happened' he thought. He just shrugged it off and fell into a deep slumber.
Inuyasha was having the strangest dream. In this dream, there were two girls. Kikyo, and.. 'Kagome Higurashi?' What was she doing there? He shook his head and realized they looked similar, but Kagome had a more natural look to her. Then he saw Kikyo slowly fade away. When he opened his mouth to say something, Kagome appeared in front of him and kissed him. But that's not what bothered him. What bothered him was the fact that he didn't pull away, but he kissed her back. He was scared. He wanted her.
Just a few minor edits, nothing big.
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own 'em yet.