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IX
Sango was having the worse two days of her life.
They day after her encounter with Miroku, Kuranosuke arrive at her house early to pick her up which made her irritated. What more, her father and mother were praising him non-stop for his "thoughtfulness at his fiancée."
She rolled her eyes when her parents saw her to the door and continued smiling at Kuranosuke.
She walked in a fast pace that earned a complaint from her companion which she ignored.
It did not get any better at school when all the girls flirt with the new guy, which happens to be her supposed fiancée. The damn guy stayed at her side making it impossible for her to avoid any contact with the female populace.
Then came Miroku who, despite his denial, was still shooting daggers at her. He was ignoring her but she could catch him glancing in her direction every now and then.
When the bell ring, signaling the end of the school day, she gapped at him when he put his arms around the new girl and went out of the classroom without looking back at her.
Sango was fuming as she went to her volleyball practice where she took all her frustration at the ball.
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It did not get any better the following day when her mother entered her room while she was getting ready for school.
"Kuranosuke is downstairs waiting for you so you better hurry," she had said.
Sango just sighed as she combed her hair to a ponytail.
"Sango, what fetish you have with ponytails?!" her mother had exclaimed, somewhat appalled with her hairstyle.
"Mom, please—"
"You are a young lady so you better act like one starting today," her mother said cutting her off.
"What are you---?"
"You should wear your hair down," her mother approached her and took off the ribbon that was holding her hair up.
"Mom! Would you--?"
"There! See how pretty you look. Oh, my. My little girl is now a lady," her mother continued on without hearing her. She looked at her through her mirror, examining her handiwork.
"I don't w—"
"You will make Kuranosuke proud. You are a pretty little thing. See?"
Sango released a deep sigh and bowed her head. Arguing with her mom was like wasting her breath.
"Now off you go. Your young man has waited long enough," her mother said, practically pushing her out of her bedroom door.
It was sickening at the way Kuranosuke stared at her as she descended the stairs and at the way her parents were giggling as they saw them to the door. Her hair felt like a dead weight hanging behind her back.
"Mmm.. y-you look different," Kuranosuke stammered, breaking the silence as they walked for about two blocks all ready.
"Zip it," Sango hissed in a warning. She was fuming all ready and the compliment just added wood to the fire.
"Mmm.. w-would you like me to carry umm… your bag f-for you?" he asked, hopefully.
Sango knew he was trying to be friendly but she was much too frustrated with the situation to return the favor. "No thanks, I could manage on my own," she said instead and walked faster.
The school was abuzz but when she entered the main hall, it miraculously became quiet. Every pair of eyes was on her. She was so self-conscious that she blushed so she walked with her head downcast.
"Is that a new girl?" she heard one guy whispered.
"No, nitwit, it's Sango," the other whispered back.
"Sango? The tomboy?"
"Sshhh! Apparently our tomboy's a pretty lady, eh?"
"Wow! That's really Sango? Figures why that Kuranosuke's trailing after her."
"Yeah, probably guarding his fiancée like a watchdog."
"Like that would keep us out."
Then they all laugh.
Sango was cursing silently as she turned to Kuranosuke. "Just go ahead. I'll get something in my locker first."
"But—"
Sango did not wait for what he was to say. She walked away hurriedly and turned at the corner. She glanced back once just to make sure he did not follow her.
Once she reached her locker, she jerked it open and dumped her afternoon textbooks in it.
"What do you think you are doing?!"
Sango turned suddenly at the source of the angry voice.
"I said, what the hell do you think you are doing?!"
Her face stared up at Miroku in a questioning stare. "What are you talking about?"
"Isn't one guy enough that you are trying to gain more?"
Sango's eyes thinned into slits. "I will forget you said that, friend."
They were alone in the corridor, for that she was thankful. She could tell that Miroku was controlling his anger over something.
"I am not feeling good right now so you better distance yourself from me."
"So you can have the male pack to come closer, is that it?"
"I do not know what you are talking about so don't—"
"Wearing your hair down, having that… that guy trailing after you," Miroku continued on, cutting her off.
"It is not by choice!" Sango blurted out.
"Geez! Doesn't anything good ever happen to this world anymore?"
Sango was shocked. "I-I never knew y-you found me repulsive as a girl," she said in a soft voice. She closed her locker with shaking hands and turned to leave.
Miroku was stunned with her statement. "What are you talking about?" he asked.
"It was my mother who did this to me," she said without turning. "I never wanted any of this. I know I would look like a jester."
Miroku was seeing red before but somehow it had subsided. He was angry not at her, but how the people of their school saw only her physical beauty when she let her hair down. "You don't look like a jester, for crying out loud!"
Sango turned her head looking at him. "I thought you were different from the rest," she continued without hearing him. "That you saw beyond the ugly duckling. I guess I was wrong."
With that she left him standing in the hallway.
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Notes:
1. Sorry for the delay of this installment of my fic. Let us just say I was not inspired
2. I decided to use Kuranosuke for this fic to keep it, shall we say, in the family. Spoiler warning for those who have not seen the Inuyasha series: he was the prince who likes Sango… enough.
3. Also, I have announced before that I have a fanfic contest. For unknown reason, yahoo/geocities deactivated my account! Until I find a new home for my Miroku/Sango fandom, I am withholding the contest for an indefinite period of time.
4. But this will not keep me from supporting my two fave couples! Miroku and Sango are the best!