She walked casually into the classroom, black eyes scanning the room. Returning back to the same classroom brought back so many memories…everything was the same. Even the scent of the classroom was the same, filled with the aroma of books and chalk, and of students who desperately wanted out of class. Today was the first day back. And she, for one, was glad to back in school. She loved summer, no doubt, but the simplicity of the small private school she attended was always something she sorely missed. There were also her friends. She had missed them greatly over the course of summer break. Even the mention of her friends brought a smile to her face. Wonder where they are, she thought to herself.
Finally spotting her best friend, she grinned. Her friend turned around, as if she knew of the other girl's presence and offered a simple smile. "Hello Kagome," she said in a quiet tone. Kagome waved cheerily. "Hello there, Sango!" Sango blinked. "Why so cheerful, Kagome? Today's the first day of school, after all." Kagome shrugged, the large grin still plastered on her face. The fact that Sango was smiling caught Kagome's attention. Kagome arched a brow. "Actually, Sango…you look pretty happy yourself. What's up?" Sango sighed. "I'm happy as long as he leaves me al-" A handsome young man suddenly popped out of nowhere. "Miroku! Hentai!" Sango shouted. The man sat on the floor, from where he had fallen when Sango slapped him. He rubbed his sore cheek. "But Sango-san, I didn't touch you-," he whined. Only Kagome heard him cough, "-yet". Sango glared at him. "But you were probably going to, you pervert." Miroku smiled warmly and innocently. "Me? I would do no such thing." Sango snorted. "Oh? Then what do you call those other "incidents'?" Miroku smiled deviously. "Whatever do you mean, my dear?" Sango threw a death glare in his direction, but it fazed him not one bit. He had grown accustomed to Sango's glares. Kagome rolled her eyes. He probably even had names for them by now…having been glared at nearly every second of the day. Kagome chuckled, settling down in a seat in front of Sango. Miroku chose a seat next to Sango, resting his head on his knuckle and gazing at her. Sango groaned and slunk further into her seat. The bell rang, and the teacher entered the room.
"Good morning, class. I am your teacher, Mr. Hirojusu." "Good morning, Mr. Hirojusu," the class responded in unison. He smiled, setting his briefcase upon the top of his desk. "Now, class-" he said, standing up and approaching the chalkboard. "-today, we'll be learning the fundamentals of biology." Kagome, as well as the rest of the class, groaned. Great, she thought. Biology was her first subject. Mr. Hirojusu picked up a piece of chalk, raising his arm to write on the chalkboard.
Suddenly, the door opened, and a lone figure entered the room. He casually strode by Mr. Hirojusu's desk, not even a glance in his direction. There was an empty seat beside Kagome's seat, in which the young man sat in. Before he eased into his seat, he turned his head to the side and looked her. Straight in the eye. Kagome blushed and sat up straighter in her seat. He made a noise, which sounded like a "Feh". Kagome's blush disappeared, this replaced with a look of anger. Who did this guy think he was? Apparently, Mr. Hirojusu wanted to know as well. "Excuse me, young man. You are late. Who do you think you are, deciding to waltz in five minutes late to my class? I will not accept such behavior! You're lucky today is the first day of school; this better not happen again. Now, what is your name?" Mr. Hirojusu picked up the class attendance clipboard and looked at the young man. The young man appeared unfazed by Mr. Hirojusu's yelling, as Miroku did by Sango's glares. No one knew, but the next word he would utter would forever be engraved in their minds. His tone was cool as he spoke his name. "Inuyasha."
Kagome stole another quick glance at Inuyasha. He was rather handsome, she had to admit. But her first impression of him was still that he was fairly obnoxious. And she had gathered that from only one word. His hair was odd shade of silver, and his eyes were a modest golden brown. She subconsciously leaned closer and closer to him, her attention focused on those rich golden eyes…"Kagome!" Sango hissed. "Huh-what?" Kagome asked, snapping out of her daze. "What are you doing?" Sango asked in mild amusement. Kagome arched a brow in confusion. "What are you talking about?" she asked.
Sango rolled her eyes, pointing to Kagome's seat. Kagome glance in the direction of Sango's finger, only to find that she was arched forward, nearly half-way out of her seat, leaning in the direction of Inuyasha. Sango stifled a smile as Kagome blushed and suddenly pulled back, sinking into her seat. Inuyasha turned his head to the sided again. "Do you mind keeping back there?" he asked, throwing another glare at Kagome, also giving one to Sango. Sango was not about to back down from a challenge. She threw a glare back in his direction. The two sat there and glared at each other throughout most of the lesson. That was, until Mr. Hirojusu turned around from the chalkboard and demanded to know why Inuyasha had his back to the teacher.
As Inuyasha turned around and slunk into his seat, he knew this meant war. He growled. "Stupid wench." His thoughts were interrupted with a sudden tap on his shoulder. He whirled around. "What?" he asked. Inuyasha was getting rather irritated with all this interaction. He found him face to face with another young man. "I'm Miroku," he said, extending a hand. Inuyasha groaned. What did he care? Inuyasha made no attempt to extend a hand, and Miroku made no attempt to remove his hand from Inuyasha's face. After a few tense moments, Inuyasha growled and relented, shaking 'Miroku' or whatever's hand hastily. "Alright, that's over. Now leave me alone," Inuyasha snapped. He turned back around and started yawning in boredom. Yet again, he was yanked out of his thoughts when Miroku tapped him on the shoulder once more. Inuyasha spun around and glared at Miroku. "If you don't stop that," Inuyasha growled through his teeth, "I will personally see to it that you no longer have a hand to tap with!"
Miroku glanced at Inuyasha, unfazed by his threat. "Anyways, I see that you've met my girl Sango and her best friend Kagome," Miroku stated calmly, pointing toward Sango and Kagome.
Inuyasha turned to see the two long black haired girls that he had been glaring at. Those wenches? Surely the man could do better than that! Inuyasha, however, knew it was wise not to make such a comment about Miroku's "girl". "So you're her boyfriend, eh?" Inuyasha quipped. Miroku grinned deviously, sending chills down Inuyasha's spine. Damn, that man was creepy.
"Well, I wouldn't say 'boyfriend', but I'll work those details out later," Miroku answered smugly.
Inuyasha was puzzled. So what did that mean? Did that make Miroku- Sango's stalker? Inuyasha snorted. He felt a severe pang of sympathy for the girl. This guy Miroku scared the daylights of Inuyasha. To be stalked by the guy was a completely different story. Poor girl. There was not enough sympathy in the world. He realized that Miroku was still talking. "-and maybe double-date, you know? I mean you're new and all, but I'm sure she'll take a liking to you. I mean, you're not bad looking, for a new kid," Miroku was saying. What was this guy babbling on about? Inuyasha grimaced. He would do anything to shut the guy up. "You know what, Miroku?" Inuyasha suddenly said, interrupting Miroku. "Hmm?" the other boy answered, clearly annoyed at having been interrupted. "Sure, whatever," Inuyasha said. Miroku seemed to perk up. "Really?" he asked in surprise. Inuyasha nodded, turning around, flaunting a hand lazily in the air. "Uh huh."
Miroku couldn't believe his luck! He had already gotten this new guy to go on a double date with him and Sango. Err. What was his name again? Inuyashu…no, no…that wasn't it. Inu-something…ah! Inuyasha! Kagome would be Inuyasha's date, of course. And Miroku would have the delicious Sango to himself…he licked his lips just thinking about it. He couldn't wipe the cheery smile off his face.
Beside Miroku, Sango noticed the strange grin the priest had plastered onto his face. Uh oh, she thought. He was definitely thinking something perverted. Movement caught her attention. A wry smile appeared on her lips. Kagome was staring at the new guy, Inuyasha again. She chuckled. He was a ravishing figure, she noted. Miroku growled, making her swivel her attention back to him. He had been watching her watch Inuyasha, she realized. Miroku was suddenly staring at Inuyasha with a note of dislike. Sango sighed. What was it with Miroku? They were not an item. He was a womanizer, and she was not interested in playing these games with him. He was probably into those cheerleaders. She snorted. Like Kikyo. Sango shot a glance in the direction of the back of the room. Kikyo was giggling, and Sango glared in distaste. Honestly, who did she think she was? She was no better than anyone else in the classroom, and she had no right to act that way. Kikyo flipped her hair over her shoulder and continued to stifle laughter, which was still audible. Oh shut up, Sango thought to herself. She looked at Miroku, and found him practically slobbering all over his desk at the mere sight of Kikyo. Sango rolled her eyes, but found that it hurt a little…she straightened up and shook her head. Miroku turned to look at Sango. "Is there something wrong, my dear?" he asked in concern. "Nothing that involves you," she snapped. Miroku, surprisingly, backed off. He still had a hurt look on his face when the bell rang to indicate that class was over.
Kagome stood up immediately, accidentally bumping into someone. "Why don't you watch where you're going, you wench?" a familiar voice snapped. Kagome turned to find herself staring into the eyes of…Inuyasha. This time, his eyes were not enough to stop her from retorting. "Well, obviously, if you had been watching where you were going, you wouldn't have bumped into me, now would you?" Kagome replied, glaring at him. Inuyasha narrowed his eyes. "I don't need to waste my time looking out to avoid wenches like you," he spat back. Kagome had now declared war on this guy in her mind. "Excuse me? Who are you calling a 'wench'?" she practically yelled. Inuyasha gave her a smug grin. "Do you see any other wenches that I might be talking to? None other is as pathetic-looking as you," Inuyasha stated. Kagome nearly went through the roof. "You are the biggest jerk that I have ever met! And I don't need to spend more than 2 seconds talking to you to realize it," Kagome shot back. Inuyasha growled in intense anger, but found that Kagome had already walked away and was almost out of the door. He would take her down, no matter what. That girl was going down.