A/n: YES! I finally have time in my life to update! Now i just need to update some of my other stories.. but maybe a few more to this one... ;P
Disclamer: I don't own Inuyasha... X(
Chapter Eight:
Sango:
I sit down in my chair with a yawn. If only I had gone to bed home earlier… gotten home earlier for that matter…
"Hey, Sango!" Rin chirrups, sliding into her seat, wide awake.
"How are you not tired?" I demand.
"Huh? You're tired?" she asks, sounding confused.
"Duh... We were watching movies till 10:30 at Kagome's last night!"
"So?" She asks, tilting her head to the side, "I don't see how-"
She smiles at someone past my shoulder.
"Morning, Miroku!"
"Good morning, sweet Rin! You too, Sango, my dearest!" A smooth voice comes from behind me. Oh… How I DIDN'T miss that voice.
With a resigned sigh, I turn to him.
"Morning… Houshi."
His face lights up.
"And is that Kagome and Inuyasha I see?" He asks, peering into a mirror on the far wall. He waves at it.
"Miroku – the door is behind you." I tell him, holding in a small laugh.
"Oh is – of course it is!" He cries out, sounding surprised, as he turns to meet, the fast walking pair, who are already at each other's throats.
"I said shut up, bit-"
Kagome makes a move to punch the rich boy, but he dodges, with a laugh.
"Can't get me can you?" he sneers, "You're weak aren't you girl?"
"I. Am. Not. Weak." She growls, shoving him backwards, "and I have a name, you idiot!"
"Of course you do! Its b-"
"Aww look at the old married couple!" Miroku sighs.
Kagome and Inuyasha both abruptly sit at their desks, and turn away from each other.
"You guys tired?" Kagome asks, with a yawn, acting as if her whole fight with Inuyasha hadn't happened.
"Me? Hell, yeah. Rin? Not so much." I reply, dryly.
"Still missing you're yen?" she whispers leaning in towards me.
"Never did." I snap, glaring at her.
"Hah." She snorts, crossing her arms, then quickly pulls out her notebook.
"Warn Rin!" She hisses under her breath, "Ms. Grumpy Miko is coming in."
Great.
Gently I poked Rin.
"Hey – Rin?"
She turns to me.
"Hmm?"
"Incoming teacher – aka? Stop drawing."
"I- ah... Yeah."
She gives me a sheepish smile, and covers up the picture of what looks like a frog. I can't tell though…
Kaede stalks into the class a minute later, and she glares at the students when she reaches her desk.
"I want NO PROBLEMS today, alright?" she growls, her eyes falling mainly on Inuyasha, and Koga. Both pointedly look at the ceiling.
"WELL?"
"Yes, Miss Miko." We all mutter in quite voices.
Can we say – scary teacher?
Ayame:
I jump to my feet as class ends.
Finally, finally, FINALLY!
I need freedom, I need fresh air… I want to run!
I see a sheet of paper fall to the floor in front of me.
I pick it up in curiosity, and then my eyes fly up to the figure standing in the row in front of me.
Koga.
I glance at the name on the paper – not wanting to make a fool of myself, then slowly, tap him on the shoulder.
Startled, he whirls around to stare at me.
"What?" he asks, raising an eyebrow at me.
"This is yours?" I question waving the paper in front of his face.
"Huh?"
"It has your name on it. " I point out, "But if you don't want to turn in your Math homework to Renkotsu-"
He snatches it out of my hands, and glances at it, then back at me.
"Thanks…"
"No problem." I reply, swinging my bag over my shoulder, and getting out of the classroom as quickly as possible.
Kagome:
I almost crash into someone right outside the door, as I hurry on my way to catch up with Rin and Sango, to eat lunch.
"Sorry!" I exclaim, as I look into a face – and for a moment I thought it was my own reflection … yet it was somehow different…
"I suppose it's… alright." Kikyo murmurs, bending over to grab her bag.
As she straightens up, she throws me a smile.
"Kagome right? We've never really talked have we?"
"No… we haven't." I reply.
There's an awkward silence, where we stare at each other… then we both laugh, and go our own ways.
But that scared me for a moment… it's just... I never notice how alike we look…
Inuyasha:
That soft voice calls me back into reality.
"Innu? Is it ok that I call you, Inu?"
I blink.
Kikyo's leaning towards me across the picnic table, smiling.
"Uh-y-sure." I reply, snapping back into now.
She brushes her hair back.
"Good." She murmurs, never breaking eye contact.
She suddenly looks away, a troubled look on her face.
I'm scared that she remembered the stupid dinner party we attended… but she looks back to me after just a moment.
"I hope you don't mind me saying…" She looks down at the table top, "But my family – like yours – is rich… I will be inheriting the company…and the way I must act…" Her face hardens, "Is removed, not quite friendly, not quite cold…"
I understand what she's saying… but if she's trying to get at that we were raised the same… she's completely wrong. All the same, I nod my head slowly.
"In a way- I can't be human… but at the same time… I can't be anything but human…"
She's begin inning to lose me, what is she talking about again?
She looks up at me.
"I think that we are very… alike,"
However hot she is, however much I THINK I like her… even I wouldn't have been able to come to that same conclusion.
"Umm no offense, b but I don't think I'm like you at all." I mutter turning away.
She gives a short sigh, which causes me to look her way.
Her eyes have such a painfully gloomy and lonely look in them, as she spoke with a small sad smile.
"No… I suppose you're not…"
She gazes at me for a long time, which makes me very uncomfortable, before she gets to her feet.
"Care for a walk?"
My day went from bad to good, just like that.
A/N: Please, please, please review? ;)
Ja ne!
