Chapter 3 Hot to Foxtrot
Disclaimer: Inuyasha? Mine? Feh. Only in my sick and twisted fantasies. Author's note: Sorry the chapters are so short. If you're not interested in this story, I'll be writing a chain story soon after I finish this one. Enjoy.
"Shippo," growled Inuyasha after they left the principal's office with their schedules. "Who told you to come with us?"
"You guys looked so excited," replied the kit. "I just couldn't resist!"
"Sango," said Kagome. "Why did you leave?"
"Oh," said Shippo. "She didn't like the way Miroku was flirting with Kagome's friends, so she-" Sango covered Shippo's mouth.
"I simply wished to see the sights," she said, glaring at Miroku, who looked guilty.
"Well, Sango, Inuyasha, here's your first class," said Kagome. Sango opened the door and disappeared inside without a backward glance.
"You fucked up," said Inuyasha, and one thrashing later, he was sitting next to Sango, rubbing his head, trying to get rid of the "gift" Miroku had given him. Shippo's class was a few classes down from Sango and Inuyasha's class. He waved goodbye to Kagome and Miroku, and went inside.
"Now for our class," said Kagome in a cheery voice, trying to lift Miroku's spirits. "This will be fun!"
"Sango," said Inuyasha, "Cheer up. Miroku acts like that all the time. It's no big deal."
"I don't care about that, Inuyasha," she said. "I just wanted to look around."
"Then why are you mad?" countered Inuyasha.
"I'm not mad!" yelled Sango. Everyone in the class turned to look at her. She hid her face in her hands and cried silently.
"W-what? Don't cry Sango. I'm sorry."
"It's not you," sniffed Sango. "It's just," she wiped her eyes, "I think I might be falling in love with Miroku!"
I know how you feel, he thought. (About Kagome, NOT
Miroku.) "That's why you were mad," he said. "Look, I know Miroku
likes to flirt, but he's never serious. I think he has feelings for
you, Sango."
"Really?"
"Sure," he said. "I mean, look at me. I'm always yelling
at Kagome, but I don't really mean any of it. I care about her." He
paused in thought." But there's no way she could feel the same." He
sighed. "She likes Hojo."
"No, Inuyasha," she said, wiping her nose. "She cares for
you, I can tell. That time we bathed in the hot spring, she told me
you were such a cold fish and would never even try to peek."
"I never knew she wanted me to peek." They were in better
moods for the rest of the period. Meanwhile.
"Miroku, don't worry about it," said Kagome. "Sango will
cool off. Just give her some time." Miroku sighed heavily.
"Sango is such a good person," he said sadly. "She could
never love me."
Love? Thought Kagome. Could it be? "Sure she could," said
Kagome. "Remember that time you hurt your wind tunnel? Sango was so
worried. She wouldn't stop talking about you."
"You really think she has feelings for me?" he asked
hopefully, looking at his right hand. He still wore the rosary, even
though they had killed Naraku and freed Miroku from his kazaan.
"Yeah, Miroku. Take me, for instance. I always get mad and
yell at Inuyasha, but in the end I always forgive him." She stopped to
think. "But he's still hung up over Kikyo."
"Maybe, but he cares about you a lot, Kagome."
"You think so?"
"Of course. Why else would he mope around the well when
you leave?"
"I hadn't thought of that." The bell rang. They packed up
and left the class, feeling lighter. "We'd better go get the others."
Kagome and Miroku met Sango and Inuyasha outside their classroom. They
all smiled at each other.
"I'm sorry, Miroku," said Sango.
"No," said Miroku. "It is I who should be apologizing."
Aww!" said a group of girls, crowded around Shippo.
"You're so sweet!"
"Feh," said Inuyasha.
"Well, alright," said Shippo. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt
to have you pretty ladies walk me to my next class." They giggled
madly. "See you later, mutt-face."
"Shippo, you little shit-"
"May I walk you to class, Sango?" asked Miroku.
"I believe you're in my next class," said Sango.
"Then this next class will be my favorite." They walked
away.
"You need any help with that bag, Kagome?" asked Inuyasha
gruffly.
"Oh Inuyasha," she said. "How nice of you."
"Feh," he said. "You looked like you were gonna fall over.
I was just tryin' to save you some embarrassment, weakling."
"Oh. Thanks." A resounding slap silenced the halls.
"Houshi-sama!" Kagome sighed.
Disclaimer: Inuyasha? Mine? Feh. Only in my sick and twisted fantasies. Author's note: Sorry the chapters are so short. If you're not interested in this story, I'll be writing a chain story soon after I finish this one. Enjoy.
"Shippo," growled Inuyasha after they left the principal's office with their schedules. "Who told you to come with us?"
"You guys looked so excited," replied the kit. "I just couldn't resist!"
"Sango," said Kagome. "Why did you leave?"
"Oh," said Shippo. "She didn't like the way Miroku was flirting with Kagome's friends, so she-" Sango covered Shippo's mouth.
"I simply wished to see the sights," she said, glaring at Miroku, who looked guilty.
"Well, Sango, Inuyasha, here's your first class," said Kagome. Sango opened the door and disappeared inside without a backward glance.
"You fucked up," said Inuyasha, and one thrashing later, he was sitting next to Sango, rubbing his head, trying to get rid of the "gift" Miroku had given him. Shippo's class was a few classes down from Sango and Inuyasha's class. He waved goodbye to Kagome and Miroku, and went inside.
"Now for our class," said Kagome in a cheery voice, trying to lift Miroku's spirits. "This will be fun!"
"Sango," said Inuyasha, "Cheer up. Miroku acts like that all the time. It's no big deal."
"I don't care about that, Inuyasha," she said. "I just wanted to look around."
"Then why are you mad?" countered Inuyasha.
"I'm not mad!" yelled Sango. Everyone in the class turned to look at her. She hid her face in her hands and cried silently.
"W-what? Don't cry Sango. I'm sorry."
"It's not you," sniffed Sango. "It's just," she wiped her eyes, "I think I might be falling in love with Miroku!"
I know how you feel, he thought. (About Kagome, NOT
Miroku.) "That's why you were mad," he said. "Look, I know Miroku
likes to flirt, but he's never serious. I think he has feelings for
you, Sango."
"Really?"
"Sure," he said. "I mean, look at me. I'm always yelling
at Kagome, but I don't really mean any of it. I care about her." He
paused in thought." But there's no way she could feel the same." He
sighed. "She likes Hojo."
"No, Inuyasha," she said, wiping her nose. "She cares for
you, I can tell. That time we bathed in the hot spring, she told me
you were such a cold fish and would never even try to peek."
"I never knew she wanted me to peek." They were in better
moods for the rest of the period. Meanwhile.
"Miroku, don't worry about it," said Kagome. "Sango will
cool off. Just give her some time." Miroku sighed heavily.
"Sango is such a good person," he said sadly. "She could
never love me."
Love? Thought Kagome. Could it be? "Sure she could," said
Kagome. "Remember that time you hurt your wind tunnel? Sango was so
worried. She wouldn't stop talking about you."
"You really think she has feelings for me?" he asked
hopefully, looking at his right hand. He still wore the rosary, even
though they had killed Naraku and freed Miroku from his kazaan.
"Yeah, Miroku. Take me, for instance. I always get mad and
yell at Inuyasha, but in the end I always forgive him." She stopped to
think. "But he's still hung up over Kikyo."
"Maybe, but he cares about you a lot, Kagome."
"You think so?"
"Of course. Why else would he mope around the well when
you leave?"
"I hadn't thought of that." The bell rang. They packed up
and left the class, feeling lighter. "We'd better go get the others."
Kagome and Miroku met Sango and Inuyasha outside their classroom. They
all smiled at each other.
"I'm sorry, Miroku," said Sango.
"No," said Miroku. "It is I who should be apologizing."
Aww!" said a group of girls, crowded around Shippo.
"You're so sweet!"
"Feh," said Inuyasha.
"Well, alright," said Shippo. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt
to have you pretty ladies walk me to my next class." They giggled
madly. "See you later, mutt-face."
"Shippo, you little shit-"
"May I walk you to class, Sango?" asked Miroku.
"I believe you're in my next class," said Sango.
"Then this next class will be my favorite." They walked
away.
"You need any help with that bag, Kagome?" asked Inuyasha
gruffly.
"Oh Inuyasha," she said. "How nice of you."
"Feh," he said. "You looked like you were gonna fall over.
I was just tryin' to save you some embarrassment, weakling."
"Oh. Thanks." A resounding slap silenced the halls.
"Houshi-sama!" Kagome sighed.
