High School

Senior year. The year that they've all been waiting for; last year of high school and the last year before going off to college. People crowded the halls trying to get to their lockers. Freshmen were holding maps looking around at signs that pointed to where they needed to go. The sophomore's and juniors begrudgingly trotted down the halls, already used to the mundane routine that they were going to continue till the end of June. And then there were the seniors. You knew a senior when you saw one. Their presence unlike any others…confident, relaxed and chill. And none stood out more than those four.

Inuyasha, Miroku, Sango and Kagome had gotten a lot closer to each other since their first encounter two years ago. Back then the two new girls, were fresh sophomores, not knowing anyone around them, that is until they stumbled upon these two. The guys, already friends from the beginning brought them into their group, and their group expanded. It was like they were inseparable. The four of them, always hanging about in front of Mirkou's locker before class, meeting up at their table during lunch, and at the right edge of the gate after school, a daily routine that felt like their duties, that needed to be done everyday.

The warning bell rang as nervous freshman headed towards their classrooms. The four on the other hand were huddled around Mirkou's locker comparing schedules.

" Are you kidding me? Wysocki for gym?!" screamed Inuyasha, crumbling up the paper and throwing it to the ground.

" Calm down Inu," Kagome said shushing him as she picked up the paper and unfolded it.

"Its not like it's the end of the world," she told him handing it back.

"Not the end of the world," he started looking at her as if she had said the stupidest thing.

"My senior year is going to be ruined. He's like the army general of gym teachers Kagome! He's going to run me to the bone!" he screamed his hands grabbing his face. Kagome looked at him and then sighed. Once again Inuyasha was going on his over dramatic rant about something. Sango was standing next to her and Inuyasha and started giggling.

"Drama queen over here," she said waving her hand. Inuyasha shot her a look and Sango retaliated with sticking out her tongue.

"Well we have to go," claimed Mirkou as he grabbed Kagome by the hand and dragged her to her first class.

"Wai wh-!" Inuyasha turned looked in surprise as he saw his best friend grab his Ka-..erm Kagome away from him.

" Sorry Inu!" Kagome yelled away, walking with Mirkou, "We're in the same class!" Sango waved to both of them and turned over to Inuyasha. He still had the look of surprise on his face. Sighing she patted him on the head.

"Its okay little doggy" she said laughing a little while she said it. " I gotta go, see you next period," she said to him walking away.

Inuyasha crossed him arms together and huffed. Not only did he have to wait til second period to have a class with one of his friends, neither Kagome nor Mirkou were in any of his classes!

"Stop treating me like dog!" he said to Sango as she walked away. She waved it off. The second bell rang.

"Shit-now I'm late!" he muttered to himself as he ran to first period.

Sango, walking towards her class, looked over to the direction that she saw Mirkou and Kagome leave. They weren't there anymore. She looked on for another minute and shook her head, opening the door to her class, she walked in.

A month of the same routine happened. Mirkou would drag Kagome to class and vice versa, Sango would meet up with Inuyasha during second period and Inuyasha would be late to his first period, almost making every time. He blamed his lateness on his best friend. All the time he got distracted. Mirkou was damn lucky to be in class with Kagome, while he had to suffer through first period English by himself.

As the months went on, he started to notice small things. Mirkou and Kagome would start going to their classes a couple seconds early each time. A couple second went onto a minute, and a minute went onto a whole ten minutes earlier to class. This bothered him slightly, but he didn't say a word. What would they have to go to do that was so important? Sometimes he would look out of the corner of his eye to see if Sango noticed anything, but she was still there smiling. She probably didn't notice anything…or maybe he was just going crazy.

He thought to himself. Sango was usually the person to notice weird differences in the group dynamic, and if she hasn't said anything yet maybe there wasn't anything that was different to begin with. He thought back to all the times that she called him out on things, because mostly out of everyone in the group, she would notice things first.

'I'm just really keen on certain things" that was her response when Inuyasha asked her about it. He remembered Kagome laughing at that point. That sweet laugh. He smiled unconsciously, the corner of his lips twitching ever so slightly.

" Oph!" cried Kagome, looking at her phone. " We gotta go! Bye guys!" she said as she and Mirkou turned and headed towards their class. Inuyasha's smile disappeared and was replaced with a frown.

"Guess I better go too," he said, " if I'm late again, I'm going to get detention for sure this time," he said to Sango. When she didn't say anything, Inuyasha looked at her. She seemed to be lost in thought for some reason. "Hello…earth to Sango" he stated waving his hands in front of her face.

She went from glossy eyed, to staring his right in the eyes, " Don't you need to get to class?" she asked him. Inuyasha almost jumped back in surprise. 'Maybe she wasn't spacing out,' he thought to himself. She laughed and petted him on the head.

"Good doggy", she said before turning around and walking to her class.

"What-!" he said snapping back. Growling he "humpfed" and turned around and went straight to class. " Stupid woman.." he said grumbling.

February 10th. That's when he saw it. Right there next to the school bench, his best friend holding red roses and giving it to…

Kagome.

Inuyasha closed his eyes and opened them again hoping the image that he saw was something by mistake, his worst nightmare coming true in an illusion. But there was no doubt about it. There he was, the snake himself, holding a bouquet to Kagome. Inuyasha strained to hear what they were saying, the snow fueled winds gave him more than enough trouble. The next thing he saw crushed his heart. There she was, with a big smile on her face, jumping up and down, circling her arms around him. The light from his eyes went out like wind to a flame, as he stood frozen in his spot. He felt like someone had punched him in the stomach a hundred times. And right when he was about take that first step to many to break it up, he heard it.

The clanging of a metal tin box, and its contents spilling about. He turned his head and saw another pair of eyes.

"Sango?" the name came out of him like a whisper. She stood there, her eyes following the snowy path to where the other two stood, embraced in another's arms. Her eyes became opened wide, grew larger and larger as the realization hit her. He stared at her in shock, not expecting her to be there. Inuyasha didn't know what to do. Anyone with eyes could see that Sango had feelings for Mirkou ever since their first fight, when she first came to school two years ago; and now this.

He whispered her name again taking a step towards her, when she finally looked at him. Her eyes were filled with pain, as she let out a small whimper, and then she collapsed. Inuyasha dove down and caught her right before she fell.

"Shit."

He waited across the nurse's room as he watched Sango get checked up by the nurse. The nurse had agreed to let them both stay in the room to rest, and had asked if they wanted to let anyone know that they were there. Both of them without saying a word nodded no and remained quiet. He sat on the edge of the bed, shoulder's slouched, and hands folded, just staring at the floor. He heard her whimper slightly; but he didn't need to look up. He gave her that, the only thing that he could give her at this moment…silence. And in that silence, the only thing to be heard was the pain of their hearts, broken, through the tears that she shed.