A/N: Here's one of those things we all love and hate- review answers. Don't get me wrong, I love all the reviews I get! ^______^ Anyways, getting back to business… or whatever it is I do here.
FatCatBuyo: ^____^ Yes, I have tortured thee well. It's over though. I promise you. I will have no more of that in my fanfics. Causes me too much pain.
Judif: Thanks for reviewing!
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Amethyst Hanyou: Glad you like it! I'm ecstatic! And a whole bunch of other emotions I can't spell! ^______^ How about this… I'll update if you review! Fair trade, ne? _c_ (Sesshy face)
Amethyst Hanyou: Do you realize you reviewed the same thing twice? ^_~ Alright, I get it. I'll update.
Sesshomaruwuzhere: I agree. Kikyo and Naraku should burn in hell together. Don't you think the world would be a much better place without them? ^_^ *sets fire to Kikyo with a flame thrower*
FatCatBuyo: Yeah, he'll show up sooner or later.
Vashthedounuttheif: To be honest, I'm still debating that. It may or may not turn out to be Naraku, but he'll at least be a suspect.
Well, that's everyone! On with the story!
Intensity
Chapter Three
By Tani Gesakusha
When the bell rang, Kagome and Sango sprinted for the lockers. Miroku was not so lucky.
"YOU THERE!! IN THE GAY PURPLE WITH THE PONYTAIL!! HELP ME PICK THIS CRAP UP!"
"…it's not gay…" Miroku grumbled as he bent down to pick up the stereo.
~*~
When the three of them were walking out of the locker rooms, they ran into Hojo. He smiled blankly at Kagome.
"Hello, Higurashi-san. What do you have next period?" he asked. Sango and Miroku coughed.
"She has home ec with me, Hobo- I mean Hojo." Sango said.
"You have 'Mental Therapy.' I can see it on your schedule from here." Miroku added before coughing "Coughhomocough."
"Oh. Well, I'll see you later then. Hope you feel better, Miroku." Hojo said, walking off. Miroku stopped coughing instantly. Kagome frowned absentmindedly at Sango.
"That wasn't very nice." She said as Miroku launched into another fit of violent coughing.
"Coughidiotcough."
"What?" Sango demanded. "It's not like he noticed or anything. And besides, you do have home ec with me next. What about you, Miroku?"
He sighed dramatically. "Alas, mademoiselles, I must depart. For I have social studies next period, and I fear we must pass company. I can only wish-"
He found himself preaching to an empty hallway and dashed off to his next class.
~*~
Sango squealed happily and raced off towards a red headed girl, who was squealing in a similar fashion.
"AYAME!"
"SANGO!"
"AYAME!"
"SANGO!"
"AYA-"
"Uhh… Excuse me..." Kagome interrupted. They stared at her.
"Oh, Duh! Ayame, this is Kagome! Kagome, this is Ayame Naiohkami!"
Kagome grinned at the girl, who smiled back happily. Sango looked over her shoulder and let out another squeal. "KOUGA, YOU BAKA! GET OVER HERE!"
Ayame jumped and flushed red. A boy with long black hair and blue eyes walked over and leaned against the desk. "Hey, Sango."
"Hey, Kouga. This is my friend Kagome! Kagome, this is Kouga Hanone."
He smiled at her, exposing perfect teeth. "Yo."
Kagome glanced at Ayame, who had a dreamy expression on her face. Sango nudged her and smirked.
Most of the class was leaning back in their seats, taking a nap, or drawing in their notebooks. Sango, Kagome, and Ayame talked to each other while Kouga joined the number of students sleeping.
A young man, obviously the teacher, walked in and sat down behind the desk. He blinked as if noticing their presence for the first time. "Uh? …oh, right! Good morning."
They sat up lazily and yawned at him, some students still blinking lazily. Kouga snored loudly and Sango poked him.
"Wake up, you idiot!" she hissed under her breath.
"Sit. Anywhere you want." The teacher said. They scrambled to find chairs and desks to sit in that were near their friends, and as far away from the front row as possible. Kagome and Ayame wound up sitting next to each other, in front of Kouga and Sango.
"I am Mr. Shinchinin, though you may call me Jakotsu." He winked at them all. "Some of you may have had my brother for first period. He's Suikotsu… teaches PE? Yeah, that split personality thing is such a bummer. I mean, half of him likes pepperoni, the other half likes cheese… it's such a pain when we're ordering pizza." He sighed. "Anyways, there's seven of us altogether, I think… you'll run into the rest of us sooner or later."
Kagome checked her schedule. Sure enough, she had a 'Mr. Shinchinin' for every period.
"I think you guys are mature enough to figure this out on your own, so here's what you're going to do. No poisoning one another or setting something on fire. Any questions?"
A girl in the last row with a long black braid who shall remain obsolete to the main plot line raised her hand. "What are we doing, exactly?"
The teacher blinked. "Making brownies, of course! You will be working individually, so when you're ready come up to get the ingredients."
~*~
Sango gritted her teeth. "Damn… brownies…"
Kagome swiped a finger through Sango batter and stuck it in her mouth.
"YUCK!"
Sango rolled her eyes as Kagome dashed for the trash can. "Thanks, Kagome. That makes me feel SO special."
"Seriously! It's horrible!" Kagome said defensively. Ayame tasted a bit and pulled a face.
"She's right, Sango. What did you DO to this?" she demanded. Sango blushed.
"Uh… well…"
Kagome giggled and patted her on the shoulder. "It's okay, Sango. I bet Kouga's is as bad as yours!"
Sango stuck her spoon in Kouga's brownie mix and tasted it. Her eyed widened. "Hey! This is good!"
"Of course it is, wench! I know how to cook!" Kouga said indignantly. Ayame giggled while Sango sulked over her brownie batter.
Ten minutes later, Kagome sniffed the air. "I smell something burning… Sango?"
Sango looked up. "Not me, I swear!"
A yell from the back of the room attracted their attention.
"RYUU!! You idiot! You're NOT supposed to set your notebook on fire!" yelled the girl with the long black braid who would have been obsolete to the main plot line had this not happened.
Ryuu blinked innocently. "But look at the pretty flames!"
Another girl walked up and examined the notebook. "He heh… moero…"
"Oh, shi-" The girl with the braid began as the fire from the notebook caught on the flour.
*BOOM*
Mr. Jakotsu-sama looked up. "What did I say about setting things on fire?!" he asked cheerfully. "Come on now, let's evacuate. And remember, stop, drop, and roll!"
No one needed to be told twice. Kouga grabbed his brownies and raced outside, beating the rest of the class to the door. Kagome, Sango, and Ayame abandoned their brownies and ran after him.
Mr. Jakotsu-sama shut his eyes as if to ward off a headache. "Class dismissed." He said, turning on the sprinklers.
"Aww… all the brownies got ruined…" Ayame said regretfully. Sango sighed dramatically.
"Yeah, too bad." She said cheerfully. Kagome shot her a suspicious look.
"Mine are fine!" Kouga said proudly. Sango raised an eyebrow at him.
"The class exploded and you took the time out to get your BROWNIES?" she demanded.
"Well…"
Ayame stole one off his plate. "These are good!" she said contentedly, grabbing another one and handing it to Kagome.
Kagome bit it. "You're a good cook, Kouga! Try one!"
He shook his head. "Nah, I'm on a diet." He winked at Ayame, who almost choked on her brownie.
"Let's see… next we have…" Sango rolled her eyes. "English with –Surprise!- Mr. Shinchinin."
Kouga sighed regretfully and handed the plate of brownies to Sango. "Here ya go!" he said before rushing off to his next class. Sango blinked.
"What am I supposed to do with these?"
Kagome giggled, and Ayame didn't respond. One look showed her staring glassy eyed at the place where Kouga had been a moment before. Kagome giggled.
"Earth to Ayame…" Sango said, waving a hand in front of her face. Ayame blinked and blushed.
"I… uh… well… I have to go." She stuttered before racing off down a hall. Sango and Kagome laughed and pushed open the door to their next class.
Sango shoved the brownies in the face of the first person she saw, who happened to be a short, red headed boy. He looked up at her with a quizzical expression.
"Uhh… do I know you?" he asked uncertainly. Sango smiled.
"Let's just say my name's Sango and you do now." She said. He grinned brightly up at her.
"My name's Shippou!" he said happily, munching on one of the brownies. Kagome giggled.
"Alright, people. Sit down, blah… anyways, my name's Mr. Shinchinin. Duh. More specifically, I'm Bankotsu. Alright, roll call… "Higurashi, Kagome!"
"Here."
"Hikigaeru, Jaken!"
"Here, Lord Sesshomaru-sama!"
"Nonono. It's Bankotsu. Kajineko, Kirara!"
"…meow…"
"Woof. Kitsune, Shippou!"
The little boy waved his hand energetically. "HERE!"
"Uh… hi. Kurome, Kurohime!"
"VAN-SAMA!"
"…right…Potterineko, Buyo!"
"F34R D4 FR0!!"
"You'd think I'd be used to this by now. Raidon, Hiten!"
"Yo."
"Raidon, Manten!"
"Ribbit."
"Raidon, Souten!"
"Here!"
"Sensei, Largo."
"j0."
"j0 spid3y. Shinichi, Nabeshin!"
"Ore wa Nabeshin…"
"I'm going to pretend that didn't happen. Taijiya, Sango!"
"Here."
Due to the fact that it would take way too long for the author to write everything, role call ended then and there. Bankotsu-sama resumed his place at the front of the class.
"Well, anyways, this is English. If you don't know that, I have no clue what the hell you're doing in High School. What do you do in English? You learn grammar. Now, doesn't that just make you absolutely burst with joy? Not me. In fact, grammar was really boring when I was your age. It was just… well… another name for a 45 minute nap period. So, to get you guys all hyped up about grammar… we're going to do the GRAMMAR DANCE!!!"
(A/N: Please note: 1. This actually did happen and 2. My English teacher is SO cool.)
Everyone stared as music began and Bankotsu-sama began to dance in front of the entire English class. Kagome, Sango, Shippou, and some random person with afro sitting in the back gaped as he boogied across the room. In the middle of a difficult back handspring, his hand slipped and he went plummeting to the floor, where he remained. A young girl with black hair pulled into ponytails poked him cautiously, then turned to announce her diagnosis.
"Alive but unconscious! Free time!" she said happily.
Kagome frowned. "Shouldn't we… help him or something?" she asked.
"Nah. This sort of thing happens all the time. You'll get used to it." Sango grinned.
Kagome leaned back in her chair and smiled as Shippou walked… okay, bounced… up to her. "Hi!" he said brightly.
"How old are you, anyways?" Sango asked, sitting on the desk next to them. Shippou stuck his nose in the air.
"Sixteen."
"Liar." Said the girl –Souten?- as she walked up. Shippou glared at her.
"Fine. I'm fourteen. How old are you, then?" he demanded. Souten blushed.
"…fourteen…"
Sango giggled. "Oh… nothing…" she said in response to Souten and Shippou's curious looks. Souten pointed solemly to two boys on the other side of the room.
"Those are my brothers. The only reason I'm in the same grade as them is because I'm super smart and skipped a couple." She smirked. "Hiten and Manten are frankly idiots, so they got held back."
Shippou laughed. "How old are they… eighteen or something?" He didn't notice them approaching from behind.
"We don't appreciate the insult to our intelligence, brat." the braided boy snapped. His brother, more frog-like in appearance, smashed his fist down on the little boy's head. Shippou whimpered and Kagome glared.
"What was that for?" she growled, standing up and glaring at him. He smirked.
"Existing." He said smugly. Kagome grabbed her pencil and stabbed him through the nose with it. He screeched and clutched at it, trying desperately to pull it out. His brother Hiten snarled.
"Wench! How dare you do that to my brother!" he grabbed a ruler off of the desk next to him and raising it above his head. Shippou launched himself off of the desk and bit him.
"Itai! Brat!" Hiten cursed, hitting him on the head. The bell rang, interrupting his tirade. It was probably for the best, considering Sango was raising her literature book in a threatening manner. Bankotsu-sama raised his head blearily from the floor.
"…class dismissed." He mumbled before passing out again.
A/N: Hai, crappy ending. But I went over two periods with one chapter, so I had to find SOME way to end it, right? Right? Hey, don't look at me like that!
Not much more to say, so… ja ne!
~Tani