Love Conquers All?

The reincarnations of Miroku and Sango end up in Kagome's class. Can love truly conquer all? Even the shyness of two outsiders resigned to being alone forever? How will Kagome react to learning she's not the only reincarnation around? Will their karmic bond pull them together or thrust them apart? Mir/Sango kind of, R&R.

A/N: Just a note, I'm sorry if their school is kinda a weird mix of American and Japanese. I was going to do all the dialogue Japanese style, calling each other by last names, etc. Then I discovered, I couldn't remember the last names of the Inu-yasha characters! And I couldn't think up a good last name for Mike. Doing it more English style is more natural to me anyway. Also, Please note that the only com lang I know is VB, so don't take anything I say about C as gospel. Again, everything I know about programming is in reference to the USA, I know nothing about programming in Japan, except that they do use C, and I learned that from Ken Akamatsu's notes at the end of A.I. Love You vol. 1.

Krystal slipped quietly into her new class. Not quietly enough. The teacher stopped teaching and consulted his roster.

"Class, we have a new student. This is Krystal Nitta." Krystal bowed in embarrassment. Must they do this every time? Every time she changed schools they forced her to get up her like this, and everyone stared. "You may take the seat by Mike, Kagome will be on your other side when she returns." Krystal scrambled over to her seat, trying to attract as little attention as possible. She tripped over Mike's laptop case, extracting a titter from the class, before she finally managed to get into her seat, pull out a pen and notebook, and start taking notes furiously, despite the fact the teacher wasn't going over anything especially important.

At lunchtime, she took her lunch box and tried to find a quiet corner to read. She noticed that Mike had pulled out a laptop and was scowling at the screen. Earlier, she'd seen him scribbling what looked like code in his notebook. For once, she let curiosity overcome her general dislike of other people (She'd had friends before, but rarely, and her dad's job had always made her leave them behind when they moved again) and walked over to him. She noticed his black hair was pulled back in a short ponytail at the nape of his neck, and his right hand was wrapped in green silk and a strand of white prayer beads. She peered over his shoulder. Sure enough, the screen was covered in computer code. She studied it for a moment as she ate the pear from her lunch, then said,

"C, right? You're working with sprites. Writing a game?"

He jumped, then calmed down. "Oh, you. Yeah, it's C, and I'm working on game, but I keep getting a syntax error. You program?"

"A little." Krystal replied, "I took Programming as an elective some three schools back, and I've studied a little on my own from the books my dad brings home from work. Do you know which line it's in?"

Mike seemed to have no trouble at all following her sudden shift, and pointed at the screen. "There, in line 22. I've checked it and rechecked it. I've got the colons and commas in the right places, everything's spelled right, it's logically sound…" he gestured toward the notebook on Kagome's desk open to the page she'd seen him writing earlier next to him, "I even wrote out a check list of all the possible ways I could get a syntax error. As far as I can tell, the line's okay."

Krystal squinted at the offending line of code. "Um, your I in if isn't capitalized. Some compilers take exception to that."

Mike shrugged. "Worth a shot." He capitalized the I then hit 'compile and run.' A little animeish sprite guy ran across the screen, pursued by what appeared to be a giant Pac-man.

"It worked!" he exclaimed.

"Pac-man?" Krystal asked with a raised eyebrow.

"I haven't had time to do the images for the bad guys yet, so I used an easy to get image off the net expanded to the size of the final image. It's a code test, mostly at this stage." The little sprite guy stopped and pulled out a staff and shot an energy beam at the Pac-man. Pac-man got three fourths of the way through his little dying sequence, then there was a beep and a message window appeared on the screen.

"Syntax error line 255."

"Dammit!" He hit ok and scrolled to 255. "It's another If Than statement. What do ya want to bet I did the same thing again?" He had. He capitalized the I and hit save. "No time to run it again."

"What this Kagome girl like?" Krystal asked.

"Sickly, I guess." Mike replied. "I've only been here a week. She's been out sick the entire time. Why?"

"Just trying to figure out which type she's going to be."

"Type?"

"The make nasty comments type, the totally ignore type, or the super friendly asks a lot of questions and drags me all around the school type."

"Ah. You move often, I take it?"

"Yeah. I prefer the second type. They let me get lost in peace."

"What type am I?"

"None of those, those are for girls. I haven't decided which of the guy categories you fit into yet. Those I'm not going to list. How long's Lunch?"

"About 30 minutes. The bell should be ringing about…now."

"BRIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!"

As he put his laptop away, Krystal caught sight of a manga poking out of the outside pocket. "Hey, it's Love Hina. Which volume?"

"Ten. I've got 11 in my locker. Where's your next class?"

"Umm.. Liturature. Takasawa-sensei."

"Cool mine too. See ya there."