Ah what happens when I have a strange dream about Inuyasha and the gang being in school. It'll probably be strange but in my dream it was just so good, I couldn't help but write it down ^.^
Chapter - 1-----
The tires of a car squealed in protest as the skidded across the pavement causing the sports car they carried to drift sideways until pulling to a halt. The well-preformed show landed the car perfectly in a parking space in the student parking lot, horrifying a few and amazing others. Muddled music could be heard from the vehicle, bass pounding mercilessly causing the car to rock slightly. Abruptly the music shut off as both doors swung open, revealing to teens.
"Inuyasha-"
"Yeah, yeah I know. Don't play the music so loud, I get it alright?!"
The first boy sighed silently while running his hand through his platinum bangs. "You're such a nuisance…"
"What else is new? Sesshoumaru, you're so tense, lighten up. Baka." The other replied with a laugh, his yellow eyes dancing with the gesture. Not waiting for a reply he started off on his way, silver hair dancing wildly behind him while he acted ignorant to the icy glare being directed his way.
Sesshoumaru clentched a fist loosely at his side as he too turned to leave. …I don't know why father insisted I promise to be nice to that half brother of mine…
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Inuyasha pushed his way through the crowded halls of the school, snapping in frustration as he got compressed. He had learned to hate the over population of the schools with a great passion and it was that hate that caused an outburst. Surprisingly everyone moved out of his way after that.
Enroute to class, he came across a girl struggling violently with a locker. The teen watched in amusement as she pulled several times at the lock before shouting at it and kicking the locker door viciously. "Damn thing!"
"Hey Sango," He called with a snicker and watched as she whipped around to face him. "Having fun?"
She released a bitter laugh. "Ha! Every year I'm assigned the same locker…every year it taunts me! I swear they do this on purpose!" She kicked it again and much to both their surprises the lock unhitched. Quickly she pulled it off and pulled triumphantly at the door…which didn't budge. "Grrr!!! Just WORK!"
The side of a fist collided with the upper half of the locker door and suddenly it was open, the shallow void inside staring out at the shocked Sango. Slowly she moved the door to a nearly shut position revealing the grinning boy it had been hiding.
"Do you enjoy showing off?"
"Is that a trick question?" The grin grew slightly as he shifted his position and crossed his arms over the chest of his black t-shirt while peering through black bangs at her.
She rolled her eyes at him and placed her hand on his face before shoving him away. "No, it was rhetorical one!"
"Hey, lovebirds." Inuyasha instantly got their attention. "If you're done, getting to class would be a good idea."
"Since when do you care about class?"
"Since when do you care what I care about?!"
"Since-AHH!" A loud smack resounded through the hallway. The noise was caused by Sango's hand connecting with the raven-haired boy's face. His smirk was a mix between pain and pleasure as he removed his hand from her rear. "Miroku! Hentai!" She seethed angrily, not liking the smirk on his face.
Miroku merely grinned wider as his eyes jumped with his lecherous ways. "Ahh but I can't help it!" He stared deliberately at her butt and slowly inched his hand closer. "So soft, yet firm! It shape was designed by the heavens! Must…touch…" Sadly his hand never made it as Sango began to beat him rather mercilessly.
"HENTAI! HENTAI! HENTAI!"
Inuyasha sighed. "It took her this long to figure that out?"
"What did you just say?!"
"Inuyasha run!" Miroku cried as he ran past his friend. Soon both were running from the angry intentions of Sango's temper as fast as their sneakers could carry them. After several minutes of weaving through the school's halls they slipped into their classroom and quickly shut the door behind them. "I-I think we lost her!"
"Good! Hell that woman has anger problems!"
Miroku nodded then the classic smirk returned to his face. "but Kami does she have a nice ass!"
"Keh." Inuyasha rolled his eyes and went to the back of the room to an empty table, trying to ignore his lecherous friend as he went on and on about things he didn't care about.
"I must compliment her on her clothes today. Very nice!"
"You just like em cuz they're tight. Besides Miroku, the way yer going on about this makes it sound like you saw her on the cover of Playboy!" Inuyasha instantly regretted saying this as he saw his friend's eyes light up. He could swear the other boy was drooling. "Keh…Hentai…"
Soon the bell rang and the teacher entered the class, calming the students slightly before even bothering to speak about anything seriously.
"Good Morning Class."
"Good Morning Mr. Watanabe."
As the teacher continued on, Inuyasha placed his forehead on the desk and growled silently. He began to contemplate why he'd taken up chemistry in the first place then remembered it wasn't by choice. Sesshoumaru had demanded he take it to put some challenge in an easy course load, or so he'd said. Inuyasha however believed his brother was just trying to torture him.
He listened to the drab, monotone sound of the teachers voice lazily before watching everyone take out their notebook. Even at Miroku's insistence he didn't take any notes, simply stared at the chalkboard while fiddling aimlessly with the corner of his vest. It didn't take long before he drifted into a dull sleep.
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Hai, short and probably a little boring. But it is, after all the beginning.
Please R & R [be honest now!]
~Night's Requiem