Disclaimer: InuYasha characters belong to Rumiko Takahashi© and VIZ Media©.
Warnings: Au. Strong language. Mild sexual content. Mild Shoujo-ai. OOC. Abuse. Psychological disorders. Self mutilation reference. Drug reference. Alcohol use.
Rating: R (M)
Word count: 5649 words (not including AN)
Date submitted: 02/14/10

AN: Thanks for the beautiful reviews. They made me extremely happy and made my day. ^_^ Please note from this chapter forward, the writing style will be changed to accommodate for different characters' POV, just so you guys can get a better understanding or feel of what is going on in each of their heads. I will still use the regular writing style more often. Happy Reading. ^_~

School Daze
Chapter 02: Trouble Maker Takahashi
By Fox

~*A Week Later: 06:00am*~

The heat of the morning light pierced through her sleepy haze, waking her quickly. The empty liquor bottles rolled carelessly off the bed when she shifted. When had she fallen asleep? All she could remember was drinking a couple of beers. Still half-sleep, Kagome snorted roughly, causing a lancing pain to shoot through her skull. She loosed a heavy groan. Damn, she hated hangovers.

She opened a single eye, watching as the room wobbled around her. The unrelenting noise of her alarm clock struck into her head and pulled her out by her ear. 'God, why do I have such an annoying piece of crap like that?'She reached for the contraption and slammed her hand down onto the snooze button. She peered at the hands through the round face. She discovered it was six in the morning.

Hmm. . . School started at eight sharp with their breakfast served at about seven forty-five. Kohaku's started at about the same time as breakfast. Her aunt expected breakfast to be made by seven thirty. Oh God.

She rose from the bed on the intent to take her shower, but instantly fell down to the floor. Wow. Somehow during the short time of trying to figure out the time, she had forgotten about her hangover. How in the hell that was possible, she didn't know.

Sighing in pain, Sango looked around her bedroom. She noted the scores of empty bottles of liquor. With some difficulty, she staggered around the room, grabbing the empty and half empty bottles. She noted that she had drunk about twelve bottles of liquor. That was the least amount of alcohol she ever drank. Sango quickly swept the bottles into a trash bag she usually hid under her bed for occasions like this. She had quickly placed the bag back under before she heard her baby brother knocking on her door.

"Are you up Nee-san?" Kohaku called through the door.

"Yes Kohaku, I'm up. Go downstairs and wait for me, okay?"

"Ok."

With a smile, despite the pain pounding through her body, Sango got up and went to begin her daily rituals. If she timed it right, she would have time to finish up whatever homework she had left, fix a decent breakfast, drop Kohaku off at school and still be about three to five minutes early for class. Hopefully.

~~*~~

~*In The Kitchen: 07:15am*~

"Monster." Sango paused in placing the pans she used into the sink. She looked back from the stove to see her aunt standing in the kitchen doorway. Yamamoto Reiko shared the same complexion of fair as her youngest nephew, Kohaku. Usually, she possess extremely light brown eyes, but they usually changed to green or blue.

Wiping her hands on the apron that was wrapped around her small waist, Sango swung fully around to face her aunt. She kept her eyes down to the ground as she bowed. "Morning Auntie Reiko. How has your morning been so far?" Sango asked in a monotone voice.

Reiko snorted and made her way to the coffee machine. There, she poured herself a cup and kept her back to her eldest niece. "What is for breakfast monster?" she asked. Sango looked up to her aunt's back briefly, saying nothing. Why couldn't her only relative treat her like a human being and not as the monster that she was? "I asked you a question ingrate. Do not make me have to repeat myself." Sango snapped out of her thoughts and reached over to the table.

"I made some waffles with eggs and bacon," she answered evenly. She lifted the plate of food up to her back. "Would you like some?"

Suddenly, her face was met with a hard, cold slap. The plate of food fell from her hands and spilled onto the floor. "You better learn how to speak to your superior the correct way, monster while you're living in my house. Now apologize before I hit you again." Reiko hissed.

Lowering her head more in fury than sadness, Sango muttered, "I'm sorry Auntie Reiko." She then felt another sting of pain against her cheek. She had been slapped once more.

"Apologize correctly!!" Reiko hissed venomously into her ear.

Sango felt her temper rise considerably but she squashed down the need to scream and apologized a bit louder than last. She felt the tears sneaking their way down her cheeks but she didn't reach up to wipe them away. Her aunt couldn't see them as long as she didn't lift her head. She would be damned if she gave the horrid woman the satisfaction in knowing she made her cry. But despite the anger she was feeling, she couldn't help but feel hurt. It really did. Being considered the lowest of the low by her own blood, her only blood in fact.

"Much better," Reiko snorted, swinging her back to the brunette and resuming to drinking her coffee. Certain that her aunt wasn't paying any more unwanted attention to her, Sango reached up and wiped at the God-forsaken tears.

"I have an early meeting today. I want you and that other child in bed by nine tonight," Reiko stated affirmatively. She finished the last of her drink and then placed the mug into the basin of soapy warm water. She swung back around to Sango with hardened brown eyes. "Got it?"

"Y-Yes Auntie Reiko," Sango mustered up sadly.

~~*~~

~*Kohaku POV*~

Nee-san kept a tight hold on my hand as we waited for the stoplight to change its color to green. I stole a glance at my sister. Ever since we had left the house, she had been very quiet, not saying much of anything. I know her silence has something to do with Auntie Reiko. I sighed. I wish that our parents hadn't died. If they hadn't, my sister wouldn't be living this horrible thing called a life with our least favorite aunt. Deciding to take my eyes off my sister, I swept them to my school. A wide grin that could've had Nee-san a run for her money came to my face when I seen my best friend, Saki and the rest of my friends playing pranks on the girls. I started to bounce up and down in excitement.

"Nee-san, look! Look! Saki and Torque are here! Let's go Nee-san! Come on!" I excitedly chirped, pulling on her hand. She just laughed and patted me on the head.

"Calm down Kohaku. You'll be able to play with your friends when the light turns green, okay? They're not going anywhere." I grinned and waved a hand dismissively at her.

"Whatever Nee-san." She smiled.

The stoplight finally switched to green and Nee-san took a step forward. I followed right along. Once we're in front of my school, Shikon No Tama Middle School, Nee-san leaned over and kissed me on the forehead in a motherly fashion. I smiled. I like it when she gives me kisses like that. "I want you to be a good boy and make sure you get home by four thirty, okay?" she said.

I started laughing. "Nee-san, I know to be home by four thirty. Remember, I'm not six years old anymore—I'm eleven now. But don't worry, I'll make sure to be a good boy. Just for you."

She smiled and I could've sworn that I saw beads of tears in the corners of her eyes. She then pulled me into a hug. "I love you Kohaku," she whispered.

I smiled into her shoulder. I'm glad to hear that. I never get to hear it from my aunt so it's nice to know that I do have someone who loves me. "I love you too Nee-san," I whispered back. I can feel her smile against the side of my head and she gripped me tighter in her arms.

After a few more seconds, Nee-san removed her arms from around me and straightened herself. "Now, go ahead and join your friends Kohaku."

"Okay. Bye Nee-san." I grinned and ran off to join my friends.

~~*~~

Sango was standing in line and waiting her turn when she was pushed forward. She glanced back to see Ayame and her friends sniggering. Sango scowled. Bastards. She twirled back around. She stood silently, staring straight ahead. However, the whispering, giggling and mocking glares she felt made it difficult to continue ignoring the group behind her. Fortunately, she didn't have long to wait.

'What is this stuff?' Sango thought as she was handed her lunch tray. There was a small bowl with steam rising from it sitting idly on the green tray. She peered inside and seen the yellowish noodles swimming around in similar colored broth. She took a tentative sniff. 'Hmm, smells good.' She smiled a little at the bowl and moved to leave the line. As she walked past the group of girls, a foot stepped out. Sango tripped and, shutting her eyes tightly, fell face first into her lunch.

The entire cafeteria went pin drop silent. They watched as the abused girl pulled her face from the greasy gunk. She let out a low cough, wiping her hand down her face. She further smeared the residue on her face. Suddenly the whole room was ringing with thunderous laughter. Sango looked up to the mocking fingers that were pointing in her direction.

'Bastards,' she thought. Tears brimming at the corners of her eyes, Sango got to her feet and rushed past the line of hungry and laughing teenagers. A hand reached out and gripped her arm, halting her in her escape.

"Strike One Freak," was whispered into her ear.

Fighting back her anger filled tears, she ripped her arm away from the tight grip and went on out the cafeteria. Kagome, Houjou, and Kikyou, whom were sitting at their table waiting for the brunette to come by, commented among themselves as they watched Ayame move forward in line with a smile.

~~*~~

Sango stormed out of the cafeteria, absently rubbing her throbbing upper arm. She wouldn't be surprised if the bitch had left bruises. She still had a few bruises from their scuffle a week ago. She furrowed her eyes at the memory as she walked down the hall. "Ayame and her little gang are such annoying bastards!" Sango grumbled to herself. For the past week, they had at nonstop just teased her, continuously humiliating her in front of crowds of students. She sighed out loud, climbing the staircase to the rooftop. She sighed again, a hand reaching instinctively to scratch at her stomach. The irritation went away.

Pushing the door open, she looked around for a spot to sit. Spotting a shaded area, she flopped down, uncaring at wrinkling her uniform skirt. Seated, she pulled her slender legs to her chest and wrapped her arms protectively around.

Fuck. What was wrong with her? Why did she always have to be the butt of everyone's jokes and bullying? Because you're annoying, duh, a small malicious voice butted in. Sango groaned. She didn't need her opinion right now.

"Ugh, will you shut up Akio? I wasn't asking for your opinion."Sango snapped. Frustrated, she buried her face into her knees. God, why was her life such a fuck up? Do I need to repeat myself again, idiot?

"Oh, will you shut the hell up Akio?! I don't want to hear you anymore!! Just SHUT. THE. HELL. UP!!" Sango cried out into her knees. She balled her hands into fists and slammed them down onto the cement ground. The voice known as Akio only laughed cruelly.

"Hey Nutcase, this area is taken, you know," a voice snapped irritably.

Sango jumped and looked up with wet deep honey eyes to see who had walked up on her. Stepping out from behind the side of the building was a boy. The expression he wore was that of curiosity. He had long black hair gathered into a low ponytail. He had gold and violet eyes that seemed to fit wonderfully with his face. He had a nice complex. He plucked his used cigarette to the side.

"Who asked you? Just. . ." she sniffled. ". . .just leave me alone, please." Sango whispered through her tears. She wiped the back of her hand against her eyes and sniffled.

"Hey, I didn't say you had to leave Crybaby. I was just saying that you and whoever you was just talking to weren't the only ones here, that's all. Jeez," the boy huffed. Sango scowled and shifted away from the dark haired boy.

"Whatever. And I'm NOT a Nutcase or a Crybaby," she muttered.

The black haired boy studied Sango for a moment, sensing her odd sadness. "Why are you crying?" he asked.

"It's nothing," she whispered. She wiped at her eyes again.

"Nothing?" the boy said sarcastically. "If it was nothing, you wouldn't be crying." Damn, he had her there. Sango pursed her lips together in anger. Why couldn't he just leave her alone like she had asked? It wasn't too much to ask. "Fine." He finally snapped, seeing that Sango wasn't going to answer him anytime soon, "I was going to hear you out but forget it."

"Did I ever ASK you to hear me out?" Sango snapped back. Honey brown met smoldering gold and violet. Sango distantly noted that the boy had very nice looking eyes. Peculiar ones, but still nice looking.

"All I asked was a simple question you crazy wench. You was crying and I just wanted to help you out. What you need to go and act like such a bitch for, huh? What the hell is your problem?" the boy snarled.

"Well, you asked your 'simple question'. I answered you. Now, do me a favor and leave me the hell alone, will ya?"

"You know what, fuck you, you crazy bitch! I'm leaving!" He snatched his black and white backpack off the ground, swinging it onto his shoulder. He turned to march off, but stopped suddenly when a hard object met the back of his head. His gold and violet eyes looked down to see a jagged rock lying innocently by his foot. What the hell. . .? He turned back to the raven who was glaring heatedly at him, her arm stretched out.

"Don't you ever call me a crazy bitch again!" she hissed. She was now standing on her feet, her arms down at her side, hands clenched into fists.

The boy frowned and watched Sango with blank (but curious) eyes. He blew a stray black strand of hair from his eye. He scoffed, cursing his curiosity about the brunette. "So. . ." he started, fingering the metal coins that were in his pants pocket, "since the curiosity is killing me, I will ignore the fact that you threw that stupid rock at my head," he said, rubbing at said sore spot.

"Wow. . . I feel so special," Sango said sarcastically. The dark haired boy chose to ignore it.

"Tell me. . . Did your boyfriend break up with you or something?" Sango scoffed and folded her arms across her chest. "I'll take that as a no. well, did you fail a test then?" he asked.

"I'm new here idiot. What freaking test have I taken that would have me upset?" Sango asked.

The boy looked at her curiously, feeling his temper boiling in his veins from the insult. Then he dismissed it, opting to not think about it any further. "Well, if it's not any of those things, then what the hell is your problem?"

"Boy, you sure are a nosy fellow, aren't you?" Sango retorted.

The boy rolled his eyes. "It runs through the family idiot. Now stop trying to avoid the question; what the hell is it that has your panties in a twist?"

Sango felt herself blush involuntarily. This. . . Ooh!! She huffed childishly and turned away from the boy. She mumbled something incoherently under her breath. The boy smirked devilishly before tilting his head to the side slightly and cupping his left hand around the shell of his ear.

"What was that? I couldn't hear you. Can you speak up?" Sango growled. "OW! WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Stop being such a bastard and maybe I'll think about stop throwing rocks at you!" Sango fumed. The boy made a crude gesture and then his head was met with another stone against it. "What did I just got finish saying?!"

Suddenly, the anger that was on his face disappeared and was replaced with a giant grin. "I still can't hear you," he suddenly sang. . .lousily. Sango tightened her hands around the small jagged rock in her hand, sinking her teeth into her lower lip.

"You stupid jerk. You're just having some kind of sick fun with this, aren't you?" she asked.

The boy nodded, smirking smugly. Sango let out a defeated sigh. She might as well just answer the boy. He wasn't going to leave her alone unless she did so, she reasoned with herself. "If you must know what was wrong with me, it was because the whole school laughed at me, that's all."

"Really. . .? That's all?. . ." he said, his tone unconvinced. He was expecting some more. . .drastic, not just 'the whole school laughed at me' bit. How clichéd. He should've known it was going to be something stupid. Hah, idiot. He placed his backpack down on the ground and took a seat on top. He gave the brunette a smirk and replied, "Man, you really are a stupid bitch, huh?"

WHAT?!

Sango's dark brown eyes suddenly snapped up to meet his smug gold and violet eyes and her cheeks flushed red in anger as she heavily glared at the boy. 'How DARE he call me stupid AND a bitch after I specifically told him not to call me that again?!'

Akio was busy rolling around on the floor in blinding laughter. BWHAHAHAHAHA!!!

"Shut the hell up Akio!!!"Sango snapped. "Who even asked you for your freaking opinion, you stupid bastard?" she then exasperated to the dark haired boy.

"Tsk, tsk, such language for a young lady—"

"What freaking language, you ass-wipe?!"

"My, you just don't care for using such language, do you? But," he gave a soft sigh, "it is expected of an idiot as you. OW~!! WILL YOU STOP THROWING THOSE DAMNED ROCKS AT ME, YOU CRAZY WENCH!? OW!!" he hissed, rubbing at the new sore spot near his temple. He frowned, knowing that was yet another new bruise on his body he would have in addition to all the others. Damn.

"That was for being rude, ass." Sango snapped.

The boy rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath. After a few moments of tensed silence, he gave a soft sigh. "Okay, let's start this back up again. As I was saying before, tell me why the school had laughed at you. I'm. . .curious to know the reasoning behind such a clichéd meeting."

The anger that had once been fueling her system had now seemed to have vanished, leaving behind the shocked emotion she was feeling. Shaking her head to dispel the shock, she sighed, carding her fingers through her chocolate colored bangs in irritation. She allowed her brown eyes to linger on the boy for a moment before she closed them, more out of frustration than anything else.

"This girl. . . Ayame, I believe her name is, made me trip and I fell in front of everyone." She chuckled darkly. "I feel kinda stupid for running away all embarrassed and everything like an idiot."

"Feh, so you met Kobayashi, huh?" he said, a hint of disdain in his voice. He knew very well of the redhead's malicious doings to other students. "That bitch got me in trouble with Tanaka-kouchou the first day I came to this shitty school. Hell, that smutty whore and her two brainless lackeys, Tsubaki Chang and Yura Ai, kiss every faculty members' asses."

Sango remained silent. The boy, taking the silence, soon found himself studying the brunette in front of him. Her facial appearance is simple, but still attractive. Her waist length chocolate brown hair swayed in the light breeze, beautifully complimenting her fair complexion. Parted bangs revealed striking, deep honey eyes rimmed with coal eyeliner.

"So what's your name Nutcase?" he asked, curious. Another rock was aimed at his head. "Ow! Hey, you said to stop calling you a bitch! Why did you just hit me AGAIN?"

"I'm not a Nutcase bastard!" Sango shot back.

"So why did you throw another rock at me?"

"Because you're still calling me names!"

"Feh, you didn't say that I couldn't call you names. You just said to stop calling you a bitch and I did."

"Well, I'm telling you now to stop calling me names or else I'll do more than just throw these puny rocks at your damn head!" Sango growled.

"Feh, you're not much of a young lady, you know," the boy said, getting back to his feet. He hoisted the strap of his backpack onto his shoulder. He glanced at Sango who looked ready to throw another rock at his head and a smirk slid onto his lips. He was liking her spunky attitude, though it was annoying the hell out of him. "Fine, I'll stop calling you names if you tell me what your name is," the boy promised.

"It's Sango Nakamura," she said.

She examined the dark haired boy before her. She noticed that he had several piercing. He had a number of earrings in each ear, including one in his left and right cartilage. He, in addition, had a delicate silver ring on the left side of his lower lip. Bringing a hand up to brush the long bangs of his hair from his eyes, Sango seen that his eyes had too been rimmed darker with coal eyeliner to enhance their natural state. He was dressed in dark colored tailor pants. His white button up shirt was un-tucked and open, exposing the deep black wife beater he wore underneath. Instead of wearing the jacket most of the males wore, he wore a loosely tied necktie around his neck.

He tilted his head to the side slightly and the ends of his lips curved up into a smirk. "Feh, that's a. . .stupid name to have, but what do you expect for a idiot as you?" He barely dodged the rock that went sailing just barely over his head. He breathed a sigh of relief for his improving dodging skills. He looked back to Sango. "I'm InuYasha Takahashi."

Sango glared at the boy while searching helplessly for another rock to throw. He seriously must have a very hard head to be able to stand how hard she was throwing the jagged stones. Not finding any more stones to throw, Sango breathed a sigh and let the silence wash over them for the time being.

"So Takahashi," she started after a moment of silence, "what are you doing all the way up here on the school's roof? Shouldn't you be inside with the other kids?"

InuYasha shrugged, seemingly uninterested in the question. "I hate the cafeteria and I like to smoke, so I hang over. It's a win-win situation for me," he explained.

Sango nodded in understanding. She was starting to hate the cafeteria too. Rising to her feet, she grabbed her messenger bag and bid him a farewell. She left out the door. InuYasha watched her head back to the rooftop door and, seeing that the door closed behind her, let out a heavy sigh and leaned back against the wall, massaging his new bruises.

~~*~~

"Where have you been Sango-chan? I were looking all over for you." Sango looked over her locker door. She smiled at Kagome. Kagome had her hands on her hips. A slight frown was on her lips.

"I was just getting some fresh air Kagome. No biggie," she said.

"Well, you still could've told me where you was going Sango-chan. I was getting worried, that's all," Kagome replied.

Sango paused before shutting her locker door. A smile was on her face as she reset the combination lock. So she was worried. . .about her? A small inflation of love bloomed in her chest. Sango had to fight off the sudden need to bring the raven haired girl into a bone crushing hug.

"Sorry Kagome. I'll make sure to tell you next time, k?"

Kagome nodded. Sango adjusted the strap of her backpack and started down the hall. Kagome followed closely behind.

~~*~~

~*Sango POV: A Week Later*~

I covered my ears with my hands. My face was twisted into a grimace. Kagome was currently standing beside me, cheering on the football players—really Houjou—at their practice game. Kikyou was at yet another Student Council meeting. Man, I barely get to see that girl around the school. I'm going off topic here. God, please let Kagome lose her voice, I pleaded. I swear she sounds like a banshee on crack. I could feel a headache coming and I rubbed my fingers against my temples in an attempt to stop the unbearable pressure from coming.

It's been about a week without any altercations between that Bitch Ayame or from my aunt. I had been in a good mood until Kagome had opened her mouth. Since then, my good mood was flushed down to just pure annoyance.

"Hey Sango-chan, do you think Houjou-kun looks hot in his uniform?" Kagome asked with a grin and a silly giggle. I looked over to the sandy haired boy as he ran along with his other teammates across the grassy fields and smiled. I nodded my head and replied that he did indeed looked nice in his uniform. She smiled and then laughed. I like her laugh. It sounds so melodically, like she's a natural born singer or something.

Once her laughter subsided, she then popped a purple piece of bubblegum into her mouth. She chewed for a few minutes and then started talking animatedly. I nodded and remarked about particular things. Other than that, I didn't pay much attention to her. I soon found my eyes drifting lazily over the benches. I still continued to nod and say a piece at the appropriate times.

Man, Kagome can talk.

Hey. . .wait a minute. . . I lifted my head up a bit when I spotted a head full of black hair buried down in a book. Why did that head of hair looked so familiar?. . . Oh!! I know who that it now! I took a hold of the hem of Kikyou's skirt and tugged, bringing her attention off her darling boyfriend. "Look, it's that boy I told you about, you know the one with the stick stuck up his ass and the girly looks," I said.

"Ooh, let me see this cutie, shall I?" Kagome joked with a lopsided grin. I glared at her. She laughed at the glare. She looked in the direction that I pointed in. She frowned. "Oh my God, not HIM!" she suddenly said in disgust. What the hell?

"What about him Kagome?" I asked, confused.

"HE is someone that you don't need to be. . .associating with, Sango-chan. He's a loser. All he does is just wander around the school like an idiot and skips all of his classes. He's a failure, that's all. He'll never amount to anything in life than just being a common criminal."

Oh. I just stared at her in silence. My mind worked in circles around what she just told me. Takahashi is. . .

*** "You'll never amount to anything, you worthless child." ***

. . .like. . .

*** "You are so pathetic girl." ***

. . .me. . .

I looked back to Takahashi. His head was still buried in his book. A determined feeling swelled in my body. I don't care what Kagome had just told me about him. Takahashi couldn't be the loser that she said he was. He couldn't be. I got to my feet. "I'm going to go say hi," I announced.

"No Sango-chan, don't waste your time with him. He's a loner and hates other people's company," Kagome said. She didn't look my way.

"I don't care. I still want to say hello to him. I'll be right back Kagome," I said. I started my walk down the benches. I could still hear Kagome calling me back. I paid no attention to her.

"Um, hello?" Takahashi doesn't acknowledge the greeting. I cleared my throat, undeterred. Should've known he would act like a bastard now. I leaned over and tapped him on the shoulder. He finally looked up. Hey, I didn't know he wore glasses. He looks quite nice in them. Oh yeah, I have his attention. "Uh, do you remember me?"

"How could I forget? You really can't forget a idiot like you, you know?" he replied. He smirked smugly. He turned his attention back to the book in his lap.

I decided to ignore that comment and cleared my throat again. "Uh, I noticed that you looked kind of lonely sitting over here by yourself and I was wondering if you would like to come sit with my friend, Kagome and I."

He looked back up to me. His gaze passed dismissively over me. He scoffed and returned his attention once again to his book. What is so interesting about that book anyway that he can't give me at least one minute of his time? "I don't think so," he said flatly.

Oh, now he wants to talk. I'm shocked. . . .Wait a minute. . . That bastard! I just want to scream at the top of my lungs in frustration. Why was he making everything so. . .so. . .DAMN DIFFICULT?

"Why not Takahashi? I mean, you look lonely over here by yourself and I just wanted to extend an invitation to you."

Takahashi stopped reading. I could tell because his eyes had stopped moving across the page. He slid a finger along the edge of his page and marked the spot by folding down the corner. He closed the book. "Let's get one thing straight, you bothersome freak."

My eyes popped open wide. "Excuse—"

Suddenly, he covered my mouth with his hand. An intense look glimmered in his multicolored eyes. "You are NOT gonna say ANYTHING, understand?" I narrowed my eyes at him and opened my mouth again to tell him to remove his hand from my face, but instead—

"Shut up!"

--I clamped it shut.

"I'm talking now so you keep your fucking mouth shut. Now let's get one thing fucking straight. I am NOT LONELY. I choose to be by myself because I cannot STAND people in this fucking irritating as hell school, especially you. now about your little 'invitation,' why the FUCK would you think I accept one from the likes of you? You are too much of a whiny little bitch to even THINKabout hanging out with. Now would you PLEASE do me the favor and leave. . .Me. . .The. . .Fuck. . .Alone?"

"You—you—you—" I said, but it came out muffled since his hand was still on my face.

"Ah, cat got your tongue?" Takahashi mocked.

Furious, I snatched his hand away from my mouth and shouted, "Shut up Takahashi!"

"Why should I, you moronic freak? What are you gonna do to me?" he egged on.

*SLAP*

I watched in satisfaction as his cheek reddened. He glared violently at me but I don't care. His right hand tenderly touched his cheek. An evil smirk crossed my lips. "You stupid ass bastard. All I was trying to do was be fucking nice to your stuck-up ass, but NO!! You can't just accept a fucking invitation; you have to go and make sure that you're a fucking idiot and crush all the fucking niceness under your fucking feet. You know what, FUCK YOU TAKAHASHI!!" I stalked off. Steam practically billowed out of my ears. Ooh!!! I am so mad right now! I cannot believe that bastard! That's the last time I will EVER try to be nice to his ungrateful ass! I was so mad that I didn't even realized that I was back with Kagome again until she spoke up.

"Let me guess? Things didn't quite work out the way you wanted them to, now did they?" Kagome asked with a smug smile on her face. I stopped and quirked an eyebrow at her. She laughed and pointed at my face. "Your face is bright red Sango-chan. I think you even have some steam ejecting out of your ears," she replied.

I scoffed and turned away from her. I reseated myself back onto the bench. I don't look back to where Takahashi was probably still sitting. Kagome finally stopped laughing at my red face after a few minutes and just settled for happily smirking at me. I don't get her sometimes. I sighed after a few more minutes and looked back to the field. God, I wish Kagome would just shut the hell up right about now. She is SO annoying me right now. I just want to stick my foot down her throat but alas, I don't do it. Instead, I just looked down at my hands. I flexed my hand which was still stinging from the slap I had to administer.

I looked back down to where that bastard had finally gotten himself up from the bench and was making his way down. I scowled for a moment. I then found myself smiling softly at his retreating figure. I don't understand WHY I'm smiling but all I know is that a stupid smile touched my lips. I thought back to what Kagome had said earlier. You know, Kagome was right. I went over there to try and at least, maybe befriend the bastard, but instead I came back with a bad attitude and my hand stinging like hell. Yeah, things didn't work out the way I wanted them to. But you know. . . I think they worked out a lot better than I would've thought it would.

~*END OF CHAPTER 02*~

ENDING AN: There goes another lovely chapter for everyone. Sorry it took so long to post, but I don't have any internet access at home so I have to wait until I'm somewhere with it to post. -_-;; This one was a bit of a toughie to write because of the first person point of view for Kohaku and Sango. Kohaku, I believe, was a bit easier to write for some reason. Not sure why thought. . . *shrugs shoulders* Sango's was a bit harder because I wasn't sure on how I wanted to depict her. I wanted to keep her in character as much as possible without making her too OOC. Did I accomplish it? I hope so. I know InuYasha was OOC, but he has to be for what I have in mind to work out. Did I portray him good? Bad? Need a bit more work? I would really like to know what you guys think so I can work on him a bit more.

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