Dislaimer: I DO NOT OWN MIROKU OR SANGO OR INUYASHA the anime....leave me the frickin beep alone you freakin [censored] motha [censored] I mean......i dont own Inuyasha...happy now?
Could you look me in the eye......and tell me that your happy now
gets all Michelle Branch like....anways
A/N: WHOO HOO Chapter SIX.....Okay so in the last chapter there was alot of drama.....and anger so whats to become of Sango and Miroku? Maybe they werent meant to be.....or maybe thats just how they are forcing it to be.....In this chapter they are back in school and well lets say Sango has a new friend in one of her classes.....(friendlier than she thought ) Will this guy be what Sango wants? Oh no what about Kanayto? When he finds out about this guy he gets pissed. But......didnt Kanayto just blow her off? Or did he? Hmm this guys one strange guy.....and wait whos been spying on who lately? Miroku? ? No way.....why does he care anyways? Will jealousy strike? TOO LATE. Miroku thinks Sango is flirting with this GUY on purpous....but Miroku is just indenial he hass OTHER feelings. (you get it) oh and now you think of it whats with this?? All these guys on Sango.....GO SANGO ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY....*plays annoying played out 50 Cent SOng in background) Oh and one more other SHOCKER......heeh heh remember akyra? Mirokus crush? Hmm shes coming into the picture now and....well perhaps SHE can make Miroku forget about about.....hmm whats her name again? ....
Chapter Six: Diggin On You
Diggin to see
Diggin on you
Diggin on me
Ooh baby ooh baby baby
Its on like that
Its on like that
I gotta be in love with someone like that
The first bell rang. " SHIIIIIIIT!" You could hear Inuyasha yelling as he was running across the hallways. " Im gonna be late again. " On his arm was Kagome. Who was basically just being dragged by Inuyasha. Their first period they had Algebra 2 together. Inuyasha skidded along the floor and opened his classroom door. "Inuyasha! Kagome! YOu are late AGAIN!" It was Monday morning and Inuyasha wasnt in the mood to hear the teachers getting on his back already. " I-We are terribly sorry Ms. Norame." Kagome politely apologized, bowing to the teacher. " We promise we wont do it again. " With that Kagome added a smile. Kagome knew just how to suck up to the teachers and get them to her attention and accept her apologeshed writing something on the board then she wiped her hands. " Very well. Have a seat. " The teacher grabbed her book and started writing down a problem warm up on the board. " Good job Kagome" Her boyfriend whispered to her. Inuyasha sat behind Kagome, always popping gum in her ear, which made Kagome slap him upside his head.
It was raining again. The weather forcaster had said that it was going to rain all this week. ' Great ' Sango thought to herself. ' More rain' Ever since Saturday she couldnt stand the rain. Sango was in her first period class, Literate Arts. It was an arts class where you could draw, sing, or perform dances and such all in one class. Sango had to admit it wasnt her favorite class. She picked it because she loved to draw and loved arts. She had a great voice but noone had heard it accept maybe Sango. There were several reasons she hated this class. One, she didnt like her classmate Yumi. (The brunette chick from the Movies who said her name wrong) and Two, another classmate, Miroku of course. She had three classes with him out of six. Chemistry, Literal arts, and Japanese. She had Miroku in her PE class last year and that was it. But it was seperated by gender so its not like she ever talked to him. Sango simultaneously tapped her pencil on the desk staring at Miroku basically. Even though she fought with her thoughts. ' Stop staring at him! ' ' Im not staring at him Im staring at the wall!' ' Yeah sure. ' She was known for having constant fights with her mind it wasnt unusual for alot of people she knew did that also. Sango put her head on her desk as the teacher was busy looking for some things. She didnt know anyone in there and in fact alot of the slackers were in that class mainly because it was such an easy class. You draw, try to sing, make up poems, and beating a pencil on your desk was considered an instrument and BAM! You get credits. It was easy and Sango never realized it but she loved art also. Sango loved to sing when noone was home which was pretty much everyday. She learned to play the piano when she was young and she was very good at it. Though she never gave any performances at places or school even she was too shy too. She didnt seem like the artistic type....but then again you cant judge a book by its cover....and which in Sango's case, thats what constantly kept happening. So many things were going through her head as she still had her head down on her desk wrapped around her arms. ' Hmm....i wonder what Kagome is doing. Poor her, she has first period with Inuyasha. Must be tough' She gave a small grin to herself trying to breath while it was hot under her arms. You could see people throwing paper around the room and pencil drummers from the back of the room. Unfortunatly Sango sat right next to the cheerbitches..*ahem* the popular girls. Who she could constantly hear the " Oh My gosh!" in every other word and which she sensed major flirting with Miroku.
" Miroku I love your shirt. It looks so good on you! " One girl shouted.
" What are you talking about? Everything looks good on Miroku. " Another girl corrected.
MIroku was just leaning back on the tables with girl on each arms. Each girl very pretty, but very fake. Miroku was wearing a deep green colored shirt. It was also button up. And as he calls Miroku style....he always unbuttoned the first two so as the other popular hot guys. It was school custom that they had to wear button up shirts. Before they had uniforms but they changed the rules so that if your a Junior or Senior in high school, you didnt have to wear uniforms but the Junior boys had to wear button up shirts and the girls had to wear low trimmed skirts. (yeah right) Of course all the girls skirts were WAAAAAAY too short which they always gave them sweatpants but once the girls kept doing it and ran outta sweatpants the school just didnt care about them. As for Miroku and the rest of the guys the button up shirt rule was also gone but for Miroku and Kanayto it looked pretty damn good. Besides, Sango wouldnt dare wear a skirt at school except for when shes playing tennis. She loved playing and tennis and though they didnt let her wear pants it was the one thing that she loved to do and didnt care much about. Tennis was the one thing that Sango had that relieved her stress. ' Which reminds me.....I have tennis practice today. ' Sango smiled from inside her arms...it was getting hot in there. She loved tennis practice. Besides her best friend Kagome was on the team too so she and her to see eachother even more. " Okay class. Today will be a free period. this is very rare. However I cant seem to find the intructions for today. Please keep your voice to minimum level if the class gets too loud I will be forced to make you guys write notes on behaving did I make myself clear? " The sudden announcement of the teacher forced Sango to lift her head up. After that the teacher went to sit down as she was talking to another elderly woman. The class began to focus their attentions on eachother again. Just then the door opened and Sango saw someone she knew. She gasped. It was her friend Zouro(ZOO-ROW) She knew Zouro since middle school and she recalls him being very nice and telling Kanayto to back off occasionally. Zouro wasnt one the popular guys but he wasnt a loser either. You could just call him a normal guy. He had very dark hair with two long pieces of hair coming out of his bangs. The back of his hair was very short and neatly cut and all of his hair was pretty short except the two long pieces of hair in front. The hair in his front reached his chin and he looked pretty mysterious. His bangs were a slightly browner color and he wasnt too bad looking either. People thought he was so quiet that he worked for the CIA or something. That was just a stupid rumor. Sango waved at her friend smiling. Zouro always seemed to be so sad and well had barely smiled but its just because noone really knew him except Sango and his other friends. He wasnt a popular one but he had many many friends. Some of the popular, preppy hoes even occasionally would think he was cute or try to make small talk with him. It wasnt his type. He wore a black t shirt and a silverish looking pair of shorts that sagged to his knees. He and Inuyasha were good friends and both of them were on the basketball team.
" Hey Zouro! How are you? " Sango motioned her friend to sit on a chair in front of her but he sat on top of the desk beside her instead.
" Im good Sango. I havent talked to you in a while. " He said with a smile. Which caused others to look at him. He even heard one person say.
" wow....hey isnt that the guy that never smiled? "
" Yeah....whoah how rare did he just smile? "
" No way! "
Zouro found it humorous on how people think that you cant hear them but you can hear loud and clear.
Miroku drifted his attention away from the swooning girls and took a glance at Sango for a moment. They hadnt made eye contact with eachother since that day. He did feel bad but he didnt want to know her....or so he thought. He looked at her and her friend. ' hm.....so she does have a guy friend afterall.....very amusing. ' Miroku was proud for his somewhat stupid thought comment. He was somewhat dissing her wasnt he? It had been very hard lately but he now found out that it wasnt his place to try and be her friend.
Zouro looked at Miroku for a second then focused his attention on Sango.
" Hey Sango"
" Yeah?"
" You know I dont mean to sound inferior but....was that the guy that I hear everyone saying set you up or something? " Looking at Miroku Sango knew who Zouro was talking about.
" Uh......no. "
" Oh....who was it? "
Sango looked at her friend for a minute then pondered the question.
" Why did you think it was him? "
" I dont know really. Im just asking. I heard it was a popular guy. Was it....hmm Marko? Kanayto? "
Sango exhaled giving out a sigh.
" Yeah. It was him. LEts not talk about it though. I just got finished trying to tell myself that hes aloser as much as I am. "
Zouro stared at Sango. She wasnt popular and thats why Zouro was her friend. He smiled at her even though Sango was turned the other way. Zouro liked Sango. He thought she was smart and a kickass person to be around. He admired how noone cared how she thought of her and around girls these days it was very hard to see one these days. Very rare. Sango had a different flare that Zouro found in her and not in many other girls he knew. She was different. He didnt care the fact that for some odd reason people would pick on her more than some people would pick on the losers who wore taped glasses and overalls. He didnt understand it. Sango was decent looking. He admited that she was a very big tomboy years before but its all in the past. Did people make fun of her just for that? No way. Mostly the thing that intriged Zouro was how much people focused on mainly picking on Sango. When he looked around comparing a whole bunch of other total geeks and losers to her made Sango look popular. He didnt get it. He just thought of it this way. ' ...Ha. Jealous mother fu.." He stopped when he saw someone snapping at his face. It was Sango. She laughed a bit because of the funny mindless expression her friend made.
" Whats the matter? Your acting like a zombie."
Zouro looked up at Sango again. Then he looked down at her practically checking her out. Without noticing. In his opinion, Sango was not only a kickass friend, had a kickass uniquness but he had to admit...she had a kickass body. She was physically well fit. She played tennis how could she not? (lol) he had been to a tennis game of hers before.....and he knew she had major legs. Which he was lucky that only he knew and noone else. Not that it was a good thing but technically, he was glad that nooone knew sango;s true beauty and only he knew. A little bit selfish he knew but he didnt care.
" Oh.....haha. Sorry Im just really spaced out today. "
" Spaced out? Did you get some sleep? "
" Not much. Stayed up all night creating new beats. "
Sango smiled. She admired how Zouro was multitalented. He learned piano as a little boy, he played basketball on the team and he currently also played the drums. He knew how to make mad beats and she loved how he would make a beat for her and tape it for her. She thought it was amazing. He was an excellent drummer.
" So you never told me Zouro. What are you doing here? "
" Oh well at first I was kinda regreting I did but I switched classes out of my Fine Arts to Literal Arts. I never knew I would see you here. I mean I thought you wre taking visual arts. "
" Nah....I love music as much as painting but IM not a very good painter anyways. "
Zouro just kept smiling at her. He thought she sounded so cute not to mention for some apparent reason he felt extremely happy to be in the same class with her. He was friends with her but he never had many classes with her. He stared at her with such great emphasizing and pleasure that when Sango looked at him this time instead of looking away he just kept smiling and looking at her.
" W-what?" She hesitantly asked. " Is there something on my face? "
" No..." He kept smiling. " YOu know Sango I never really got to get a good luck at you since last year. " He said with a grin on his face not ever laying his eyes off her. She sensed alittle awkwardness.
" Oh...Okay." She looked away but she senced him staring at her again. She looked at him once more.
" What?"
" You know, you got prettier since last year. " This caused Sango to blush not only that it also caused half the class from her side to go silence for a second. They all stared at him and her. You could see a little streak of jealously marking Yumi's face. She did what any other of her androids would do and started flirting with Miroku again. The class turned around and started to get loud again. Focusing their attention off of Sango.
" Excuse me?"
Zouro leaned in a bit closer. " Excuse me sir? On the table. Yes the tables are for resting things on not sitting on. Please sit in a seat. " The teacher called out to Zouro.
Zouro grabbed a seat and brought it beside Sango. Sango moved her chair in a bit so he could squeeze in. He turned to face her and they were probley about 3 inches away from touching faces. Which caused Sango to blush more.
" I said you got prettier over the summer " He repeated adding a big smile.
' Prettier? Does that mean he thinks I was.....pretty? ' She shook her head. ' Yeah right. Thats a joke. '
Sango playfully pushed Zouro away. " Yeah sure. Got any more amusing jokes??" With that said she grabbed her backpack and started to take out her phone.
" Sango. Im not kidding. " Sango got up to pretend to sharpen her pencil but she recieved a text messege from Kagome. The pencil sharpener was in the back of the room so Sango couldnt be seen by the teacher. Zouro followed her. He hurried up so he could walk in front of her facing her, walking backwards. " Why would I be joking? " Sango looked around. She saw people stare at her occasionally.
" Could you be any louder? " Sango smiled and really did mean it though.
" Yeah I could wanna try me? "
" ....No."
" Sango I see your still the same you always in denial. Of course I think your pretty. Who wouldnt? " Sango stopped when she reached the pencil sharpener. Pretending to sharpen a pencil and flipping out her cell. zouro was leaning against the wall beside her which the teacher couldnt see her even more.
" Who wouldnt?" Sango started laughing so hard. Covering her mouth with her hand.
" HAHAHA Your too much Zouro really you are man. " Zouro grabbed Sango by the waist then looked at her again.
" You just keep denying it......Im just keep on telling you the truth. " The truth? The truth was Zouro really caught Sango as attractive and flirted with her madly.
sango looked down at the floor. She was a little bit shorter than him but not by much more than maybe an inch. She placed his hands off of her and put it to his head. " There.....just keep it there " Sango walked away smiling but also blushing madly. She had never had a guy put his arms around her waist like that before and it felt good at the same time very VERY awkward to her.
" Sango? "
" Huh? "
" You dont have a boyfriend do you ? "
" N-no......are you not suprised? "
" No I am. "
" uh.......sure. Why are you suprised? "
" I told you already. Your very pretty and your smart your cool and your YOU"
Sango sat down back in her chair. She had never heard anyone say things like that before to her. " Thank you Zouro. You dont have to be THAT nice to me. "
Zouro leaned towards Sango. " Why not? Im just telling you the truth no harm in the truth now is there? "
Zouro and Sango were talking for a little bit till the bell rang.
Sango grabbed her bag and books. Zouro grabbed her books first.
" Here....Ill carry them for you. "
" UH....no you dont have to really. Its not a big deal "
Sango said blushing.
" No. Let me as your friend. " He smiled. How could she say no? Afterall he was just a friend to her. "Fineloverboy if you want to! " She threw the books at him practically and walked off smiling. She was messing around with her friend which made her smile and made the rainy day a little better. " Zouro....I was kidding" She grabbed her books back and proceeded to walk. Both their next periods were WAAAAAy all the way across the school from eachother practically he would be late. " Thanks anyways superman. "
" Hey well the next time I will do it. You better. "
" Why the hell do you wanna carry my books? "
" I only offer to carry books for pretty girls. Does that answer your question? " Sango blushed inside but she managed to not show it that time. Instead she toyed with him. She turned to her left then to her right. " hmm thats odd. "
" What is? "
" You offered to carry MY books. " With that she smiled and gave out a huge funny grin.
" Your silly. " With that he gave her a hug. Sango looked confused. ' Huh? ' That was the second time she had recieved an unexpected hug from people. " What was that for? "
" You know.....when two friends are close you give eachother hugs. "
" Oh......I knew that. "
" Meet me at lunch Sango okay? SEE YA! "
" Wait....WHERE?" He was too far by that time to hear. She stood for a moment then noticed something. " AAAH! IM gonna be late! "
Sango was running to her next class. ' Shit shit shit! ' She looked down at her watch and she had exactly 9 seconds....and counting. She just stared at her watch. ' 9......8........7......OH SHOOT!....6......5.......4........3...BUMP!' Sango felt herself on the floor. ' Ow....' She ran into someone and dropped all their papers. ' Oh good going Sango. ' She managed to pick up all the persons papers but then....*RING! RING!* She was too late. The bell had rung. They had this stupid new rule now. If you were late after first period, then you would have to go to Q Center. Q Center was where all the tardy kids went. ' AW GREAT! ' Sango had never been tardy before. She didnt want to blame Zouro but she nudged herself to do so. Sango got up grabbing all the papers in hand. She stood up and what seemed to be a familiar face. " ......."
" Arent you gonna say sorry? For making me late? "
" ......Uh....s-sorry. "
" Whats wrong with you? See a ghost? "
" No."
" Thanks alot. Now iM late and I have to go to Q Center! All cuz of you! ''
" Hey! Take a chill pill! I have to go there too! "
Sango sighed as she walked on the other side of the halls walking toward Q Center. ' Man...this bites. Of all people to run into....I just had to run into him.'
Miroku sighed too. He was supposed to be in the next class with his crush, Akyra. And also well..with her, Sango. sango and Miroku were walking clearly 2 feet away from eachother. It was awkward. Occasionally along the way to Q Center, Miroku would take a glance at Sango.
" Thanks alot bitch. "
" ........" Sango looked down. " I said sorry. "
Miroku winced back. He was suprised. He was expecting something like " Your welcome bastard" Or something smart allic but she was just scared of him.
" I said thanks bitch. " Now Miroku did this on purpous for one, whatever her problem was he didnt want her to be sad cuz hed feel bad for her. ERNK! And...two if he was getting on her nerves maybe she will hate him forever.
" What do you want me to say? Your welcome? "
" How bout....NO."
" Whats wrong with you? "
" Whats wrong with YOU? "
" What do you mean? Your the one calling me a bitch."
" Well your the one whos....acting weird and shit. "
" How is that? "
" I dont know. You are!"
" Puh! Cant even explain yourself." An odd silence filled the halls once more.
" Miroku...?"
" What bitch "
" Okay you can stop that now. "
" I said what "
" What is your problem?!"
" I SAID WHAT! "
" Why are you yelling at me?!"
" Why are you yelling?!"
" Duh caus you are! "
" Thats cuz you are! "
" I wasnt yelling you were yelling!"
" No you were yelling! "
" Hey stop yelling! " Miroku and Sango turned around it was the janitor.
" Damn kids these days. "
Miroku..O_O
Sango..O_O
Once again the awkward silence filled the empty halls.
" Miroku ....I "
" GOD....WHAT. Just say it."
Sango reached in her pocket and pulled something out. She moved towards Miroku. Miroku moved towards the wall. "Miroku you let me read this.....I I never gave it back. " With that Sango looked down and gave Miroku a folded piece of paper. It was the poem. " Oh....." He took the paper from her hands. For that one split seconds he felt his hands on her fingertips. He quickley grabbed the paper. " Thanks." He said with no expression. Sango moved back away from him to the other side of the wall. While Miroku moved back away from the wall. Sango noticed the movements. He did NOT want to be near her. " I dont have cooties Miroku. T_T" Miroku looked at her inside he wanted to sorta laugh but he kept his mood cool. Sango smiled trying to break the ice. " That was so funny. " Notice the exaggeration. sango couldnt take this anymore. She didnt do anything to him. She walked faster and walked with full speed so that she was ahead of Miroku. Miroku just walked her walk by him. It was just the beginning of the awkward day that lay ahead of them.