Hey Everybody! I just love how I'm speeding through these updates! I'll be caught up with Silver Rain in no time. Okay, now you guys are either going to think I'm either very brave or very crazy. Let me know what you think. Jea-chan gave me the idea of writing one more fanfic that runs parallel with Silver Rain, only instead of Kikyou's or Sango's perspective, it'll be in Kagome's perspective. If I do write that fic, then updates for Silver Rain will be put on hold. That is until I catch up to the point in Silver Rain with the other two. Let me know and I'll be happy to do it. This chapter will be much longer than the first two, I swear. So sit back and enjoy!
~*~Spinning Petals~*~
Chapter Three: A Hentai and Two Hoshi
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Sango stared dumbly at her hand still gripping Miroku's. Her face became a bright red. Whether it was from anger or embarrassment, he was unsure, but she turned away from him, releasing his hand.
"What time are your friends supposed to come over?" she asked, turning back to him, her face color back to normal.
"Six."
"We better head back then. It's five forty-three."
He nodded, noticing Sango was avoiding eye contact. He smiled secretly. This could be used to his advantage. Just be patient.
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Sango tapped her foot impatiently as she fidgeted on the couch. Miroku placed another bowl of snacks on the coffee table. He stole a look at his roommate and grinned. Even though she seemed very protective of her emotions and a little shy, she was...attractive. That was an understatement. Too bad she was wearing loose clothing that concealed her curves. He gave himself a mental slap, then against his will, he examined her a little closer.
Dark brown, silky hair. Intelligent hazel eyes. Beautiful smile. Unlike other girls he knew, he would be able to hold an intellectual conversation with Sango. That'd be a nice change from cheerleader gossip.
Someone knock at the door. Sango stood up. Her shyness starting to grab hold of her. Miroku turned the knob then stood clear of the doorway. Sango soon discovered why.
A dishwater blond entered scolding a white-haired man who wore a look that clearly read "Save me." Three men followed after him. Two who looked like punks. Well, sweet punks. One had a white Mohawk, and the other with grey spiky hair. The third man wore his onyx balck hair in a high ponytail. A little girl ran past them, placing her hand in the hand of the woman.
One other person stood outside, but Miroku closed the door before they could enter.
Sango sat back down, her shyness starting to take a firmer grip over her. She folded her hands in her lap and watched the other people mingle. So much for making friends.
The young woman with the dark blond hair looked her way. Sango smiled, not sure what to make of the woman's expression. She walked over to Sango, the small girl holding onto her hand pouncing onto Miroku.
"Hello. Are you Sango?"
Sango nodded her head.
"I'm Kumako. So how do you like it here so far?" Sango listened to Kumako's voice. It was so gentle and welcoming.
"Well, I just got here today, but I hope I'll enjoy it. I'm not sure who everyone here is. I'd also like to meet Inuyasha. Miroku told me I'd have another roommate besides himself."
"He didn't introduce you to Inuyasha?"
Sango shook her head. She heard Kumako tut under her breath. "Bouzo no baka. Inuyasha is the one with white hair and amber eyes. Don't let his hash exterior fool you. He's actually a softy underneath."
"How do you know Miroku?"
"That guy, hmm...Inuyasha introduced him to me. That idiot thought I'd make a good girlfriend for the shirt chasing hoshi."
"He's a skirt chaser?"
"You didn't figure it out yet?"
"He hasn't done anything unusual. At least not that I know of."
"Strange...anyways. He's really bad. He's a player too. He's had more girlfriends than he can count." Sango felt her thought drop. A thought occurred in her head.
"Why did he break up with them?"
"He? No, the girls did the dumping. He's also a pervert. I think it had something to do with touching them in places his hands didn't belong. Yet somehow, girls still flock to him like bees to honey."
"Who are the other people her?" Sango said, now starting to relax. Her shy barrier gone.
"Well the two goof offs are Ginta and Hakkaku. I get along pretty well with them. They're pretty sweet, but they go to a different college and then the man with the black hair in a ponytail is Kouga. Um...he's okay, I guess. Along with Inuyasha, I wouldn't say we're best friends with him. Inuyasha and Kouga are always fighting. And the little girl is Rin. She's my friend's adopted daughter."
"I thought I saw someone outside, but Miroku closed the door before they could come in. Who was that?"
"It was probably someone just passing in the hall. We get that a lot."
"Are you sure?"
Kumako was about to reply when someone started knocking at the door. Sango stood up and walked over to the door. Kumako opened her mouth to say something but thought better of it. She leaned back in the couch and sighed. Sango opened the door.
Before her a tall man stood. He was bald, but it looked rather handsome on him. His eyes were also an imaginable blue. Like glass. He was well built too.
"Can I help you?"
"Yes. You don't happen to be Sango do you?"
"Um, yes."
"I'm Renkotsu. Welcome to San Diego University. I'm an acquaintance of Miroku and Kumako."
Sango heard Kumako and Miroku shout back simultaneously, "No we're not!"
Sango turned back to Renkotsu, "Would you like to come in?"
He nodded to Sango as he entered, "Thank you."
She closed the door behind him. Inuyasha looked up from arm wrestling with Kouga, "What the hell is he doing here?" he growled from seeing Renkotsu.
Kouga followed Inuyasha's gaze feeling his strength slacken, "Who let the jerk-face in?"
Sango averted her gaze, realizing why Miroku had shut the door in Renkotsu's face. Apparently he wasn't very popular here. Kumako stood up, noticing the rising tension and Sango's embarrassment.
"Now, now, boys. We're all here to welcome Sango. We want her to feel comfortable. I sure wouldn't be if my roommates and their friends started to fight."
Renkotsu nodded in agreement then sat down on the couch. Kumako stood up and got Rin a cup of soda. The girl looked at both glasses in her glass then shrugged. Kumako always did strange things whenever Renkotsu was around. She tugged on Kumako's sleeve.
"Kasan! Can I have some macaroni and cheese?"
"I'll go make some. Did Sesshomaru-sama not feed you before we left?"
"Mm." She replied nodding her head.
Renkotsu laughed, "Careful Rin. Inuyasha and Miroku told me to be careful of Kumako's cooking because it might explode in your mouth."
Kumako's jaw dropped and she glared at Renkotsu then transferred it to Inuyasha and Miroku. The two men pointed at each other. Claiming that it was the other that said so.
Rin walked over to Renkotsu and sat next to him on the couch as Kumako stormed into the kitchen, "But Kasan cooks for me all the time. She makes it spicy for Sesshomaru-sama. Unless Inuyasha-sama and Miroku-sama snuck into our refrigerator, the food's not bad."
Inuyasha suddenly got really interested in the thumb war with Kouga and Miroku got interested in watching. Sango laughed.
"It wouldn't surprise me if they stole food from someone's fridge. You two need better food shopping skills."
Inuyasha was starting to clench his jaw, Miroku merely turned to Sango and smiled innocently. Sango's head dropped in shock and disappointment, "So Renkotsu, what hobbies do you have?"
"I help run a small shrine back home."
"Are you a priest?"
"No. I'm a traveling monk. Once I graduate from college I hope to become a missionary."
She was impressed, "Wow."
Miroku's attention was now on their conversation. Renkotsu was pushing it. This was his turf.
"I am also a monk."
Renkotsu chuckled, "In training."
"So are you."
"But unlike you, I am most likely to succeed."
"Please!"
Sango's eyebrow twitched as the two of them started to quarrel, "Alright, Enough! Honestly. Men are too predictable!" and with that she went into the kitchen after Kumako.
Miroku and Renkotsu exchanged glances then looked at the kitchen door quizzically. Rin slid off the couch and skipped into the kitchen, "Kasan! Kasan! I'm hungry!"
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Well, there's chapter three. Let me know what you think. I know the chapter's are brief, but they will get longer, I promise! Also if you really think I should or shouldn't do a third fanfic, let me know in your review. Or you can e-mail me personally at: bearmoon@rodeybo.com. Hope you enjoyed it!
~*~Spinning Petals~*~
Chapter Three: A Hentai and Two Hoshi
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Sango stared dumbly at her hand still gripping Miroku's. Her face became a bright red. Whether it was from anger or embarrassment, he was unsure, but she turned away from him, releasing his hand.
"What time are your friends supposed to come over?" she asked, turning back to him, her face color back to normal.
"Six."
"We better head back then. It's five forty-three."
He nodded, noticing Sango was avoiding eye contact. He smiled secretly. This could be used to his advantage. Just be patient.
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Sango tapped her foot impatiently as she fidgeted on the couch. Miroku placed another bowl of snacks on the coffee table. He stole a look at his roommate and grinned. Even though she seemed very protective of her emotions and a little shy, she was...attractive. That was an understatement. Too bad she was wearing loose clothing that concealed her curves. He gave himself a mental slap, then against his will, he examined her a little closer.
Dark brown, silky hair. Intelligent hazel eyes. Beautiful smile. Unlike other girls he knew, he would be able to hold an intellectual conversation with Sango. That'd be a nice change from cheerleader gossip.
Someone knock at the door. Sango stood up. Her shyness starting to grab hold of her. Miroku turned the knob then stood clear of the doorway. Sango soon discovered why.
A dishwater blond entered scolding a white-haired man who wore a look that clearly read "Save me." Three men followed after him. Two who looked like punks. Well, sweet punks. One had a white Mohawk, and the other with grey spiky hair. The third man wore his onyx balck hair in a high ponytail. A little girl ran past them, placing her hand in the hand of the woman.
One other person stood outside, but Miroku closed the door before they could enter.
Sango sat back down, her shyness starting to take a firmer grip over her. She folded her hands in her lap and watched the other people mingle. So much for making friends.
The young woman with the dark blond hair looked her way. Sango smiled, not sure what to make of the woman's expression. She walked over to Sango, the small girl holding onto her hand pouncing onto Miroku.
"Hello. Are you Sango?"
Sango nodded her head.
"I'm Kumako. So how do you like it here so far?" Sango listened to Kumako's voice. It was so gentle and welcoming.
"Well, I just got here today, but I hope I'll enjoy it. I'm not sure who everyone here is. I'd also like to meet Inuyasha. Miroku told me I'd have another roommate besides himself."
"He didn't introduce you to Inuyasha?"
Sango shook her head. She heard Kumako tut under her breath. "Bouzo no baka. Inuyasha is the one with white hair and amber eyes. Don't let his hash exterior fool you. He's actually a softy underneath."
"How do you know Miroku?"
"That guy, hmm...Inuyasha introduced him to me. That idiot thought I'd make a good girlfriend for the shirt chasing hoshi."
"He's a skirt chaser?"
"You didn't figure it out yet?"
"He hasn't done anything unusual. At least not that I know of."
"Strange...anyways. He's really bad. He's a player too. He's had more girlfriends than he can count." Sango felt her thought drop. A thought occurred in her head.
"Why did he break up with them?"
"He? No, the girls did the dumping. He's also a pervert. I think it had something to do with touching them in places his hands didn't belong. Yet somehow, girls still flock to him like bees to honey."
"Who are the other people her?" Sango said, now starting to relax. Her shy barrier gone.
"Well the two goof offs are Ginta and Hakkaku. I get along pretty well with them. They're pretty sweet, but they go to a different college and then the man with the black hair in a ponytail is Kouga. Um...he's okay, I guess. Along with Inuyasha, I wouldn't say we're best friends with him. Inuyasha and Kouga are always fighting. And the little girl is Rin. She's my friend's adopted daughter."
"I thought I saw someone outside, but Miroku closed the door before they could come in. Who was that?"
"It was probably someone just passing in the hall. We get that a lot."
"Are you sure?"
Kumako was about to reply when someone started knocking at the door. Sango stood up and walked over to the door. Kumako opened her mouth to say something but thought better of it. She leaned back in the couch and sighed. Sango opened the door.
Before her a tall man stood. He was bald, but it looked rather handsome on him. His eyes were also an imaginable blue. Like glass. He was well built too.
"Can I help you?"
"Yes. You don't happen to be Sango do you?"
"Um, yes."
"I'm Renkotsu. Welcome to San Diego University. I'm an acquaintance of Miroku and Kumako."
Sango heard Kumako and Miroku shout back simultaneously, "No we're not!"
Sango turned back to Renkotsu, "Would you like to come in?"
He nodded to Sango as he entered, "Thank you."
She closed the door behind him. Inuyasha looked up from arm wrestling with Kouga, "What the hell is he doing here?" he growled from seeing Renkotsu.
Kouga followed Inuyasha's gaze feeling his strength slacken, "Who let the jerk-face in?"
Sango averted her gaze, realizing why Miroku had shut the door in Renkotsu's face. Apparently he wasn't very popular here. Kumako stood up, noticing the rising tension and Sango's embarrassment.
"Now, now, boys. We're all here to welcome Sango. We want her to feel comfortable. I sure wouldn't be if my roommates and their friends started to fight."
Renkotsu nodded in agreement then sat down on the couch. Kumako stood up and got Rin a cup of soda. The girl looked at both glasses in her glass then shrugged. Kumako always did strange things whenever Renkotsu was around. She tugged on Kumako's sleeve.
"Kasan! Can I have some macaroni and cheese?"
"I'll go make some. Did Sesshomaru-sama not feed you before we left?"
"Mm." She replied nodding her head.
Renkotsu laughed, "Careful Rin. Inuyasha and Miroku told me to be careful of Kumako's cooking because it might explode in your mouth."
Kumako's jaw dropped and she glared at Renkotsu then transferred it to Inuyasha and Miroku. The two men pointed at each other. Claiming that it was the other that said so.
Rin walked over to Renkotsu and sat next to him on the couch as Kumako stormed into the kitchen, "But Kasan cooks for me all the time. She makes it spicy for Sesshomaru-sama. Unless Inuyasha-sama and Miroku-sama snuck into our refrigerator, the food's not bad."
Inuyasha suddenly got really interested in the thumb war with Kouga and Miroku got interested in watching. Sango laughed.
"It wouldn't surprise me if they stole food from someone's fridge. You two need better food shopping skills."
Inuyasha was starting to clench his jaw, Miroku merely turned to Sango and smiled innocently. Sango's head dropped in shock and disappointment, "So Renkotsu, what hobbies do you have?"
"I help run a small shrine back home."
"Are you a priest?"
"No. I'm a traveling monk. Once I graduate from college I hope to become a missionary."
She was impressed, "Wow."
Miroku's attention was now on their conversation. Renkotsu was pushing it. This was his turf.
"I am also a monk."
Renkotsu chuckled, "In training."
"So are you."
"But unlike you, I am most likely to succeed."
"Please!"
Sango's eyebrow twitched as the two of them started to quarrel, "Alright, Enough! Honestly. Men are too predictable!" and with that she went into the kitchen after Kumako.
Miroku and Renkotsu exchanged glances then looked at the kitchen door quizzically. Rin slid off the couch and skipped into the kitchen, "Kasan! Kasan! I'm hungry!"
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Well, there's chapter three. Let me know what you think. I know the chapter's are brief, but they will get longer, I promise! Also if you really think I should or shouldn't do a third fanfic, let me know in your review. Or you can e-mail me personally at: bearmoon@rodeybo.com. Hope you enjoyed it!